Of his slepynge ȝe deme amys;
I was not there, ȝe knew weyl this,
To strengthe ȝoure feyth I am ful glad.
Therfore I telle ȝow the trewthe i-wys,
Oure ffrende is deed and undyr erthe clad.
Thomas. Than goo we alle ryght evyn streyth thedyr,
There as oure ffrende Laȝarus is deed;
And lete us deye with hym togedyr,
Ther as he lyth in the same stede.
Jhesus. The ffor to deye have thou no drede,