That thou telle us and thou be Goddys sone!
Jhesus. Goddys sone I am, I sey not nay to the!
And that ȝe alle xal se domys-day,
Whan the sone xal come in gret powere and magesté,
And deme the qweke and dede, as I the say.
Cayphas. A! out! out! allas! what is this?
Heryth ȝe not how he blasfemyth God?
What nedyth us to have more wytness?
Here ȝe han herd alle his owyn word!
Thynk ȝe not he is worthy to dey?