The Fadyr of hevyn hath to the sent,
Into Egypte that thou be bent,
ffor cruel knyghtes thi childe have ment
With swerd to sle and shende.
Joseph. Awake, good wyff, out of ȝour sleepe,
And of ȝour childe takyght good kepe,
Whyl I ȝour clothis ley on hepe,
And trus hem on the asse.
Kynge Herowde the chylde wyl scloo,
Therfore to Egypte muste we goo,