Bewhare, ȝe jewgys, let hym not passe,
Than be my trowthe ze xal repent.
Secundus doctor Cayphas. Serys, takyth hede onto this case,
And in ȝour jewgement be not slawe;
Ther was nevyr man dyd so gret trespace,
As Jhesu hath don ageyn oure lawe.
Annas. Now, bretheryn, than wyl ȝe here myn entent,
These ix. days let us abyde;
We may not gyf so hasty jugement,
But eche man inqwere on his syde.