At ȝow I take my leve ryght here,
God that sytt in hevyn so clere,
Have ȝow in his kepyng.
Joseph. Wyf, it is ful necessary this ȝe knowe,
That I and my kynrede go hom before,
For in sothe we have non hous of oure owe,
Therfore I xal gon ordeyn and thanne come ȝow fore.
We ar not ryche of werdly thynge,
And ȝet of our sustenauns we xal not mys,
Therfore abydyth here stylle to ȝour plesynge,