I wolde thou kowdyst bryngyn hym to helle every del;
But ȝet I fere he xuld do ther sum sorwe and wo,
That alle helle xal crye out on me that sel.
Sped up thi matere that thou hast begonne,
I xal to helle for the to mak redy;
Anon thou xalt com wher thou xalt wonne,
In fyre and stynk thou xalt sytt me by.
Jhesu. Now the sone of God claryfyed is,
And God in hym is claryfyed also;
I am sory that Judas hath lost his blysse,