Whan oure Lorde ȝyvyth his body to his dyscypulys, he xal sey to eche of hem, except to Judas,
This is my body, fflesch, and blode,
That for the xal dey upon the rode.
And whan Judas comyth last, oure Lord xal sey to hym,
Judas, art thou avysyd what thou xalt take?
Judas. Lord, thi body I wyl not forsake!
And sythyn oure Lord xal sey onto Judas,
Jhesu. Myn body to the I wole not denye,
Sythyn thou wylt presume therupon;
Yt xal be thi dampnacyon verylye,—