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and we bileuen, and han knowun, that thou art Crist, the sone of God.

If ony man wole do his wille, he schal knowe of the techyng, whethir it be of God, or Y speke of my silf.

And thei knewen not, that he clepide his fadir God.

But now ye seken to sle `me, a man that haue spoken to you treuthe, that Y herde of God; Abraham dide not this thing.

Ye doen the werkis of youre fadir. Therfor thei seiden to hym, We ben not borun of fornycacioun; we han o fadir, God.

But Jhesus seith to hem, If God were youre fadir, sotheli ye schulden loue me; for Y passide forth of God, and cam; for nether Y cam of my silf, but he sente me.

He that is of God, herith the wordis of God; therfor ye heren not, for ye ben not of God.

Jhesus answeride, If Y glorifie my silf, my glorie is nouyt; my fadir, is that glorifieth me, whom ye seien, that he is youre God.

Jhesus answeride, Nether this man synnede, nether hise eldris; but that the werkis of God be schewid in hym.

Therfor summe of the Fariseis seiden, This man is not of God, that kepith not the sabat. Othere men seiden, Hou may a synful man do these signes. And strijf was among hem.

Therfor eftsoone thei clepiden the man, that was blynd, and seiden to hym, Yyue thou glorie to God; we witen, that this man is a synnere.

We witen, that God spak to Moises; but we knowen not this, of whennus he is.

And we witen, that God herith not synful men, but if ony `man is worschypere of God, and doith his wille, he herith hym.

Fro the world it is not herd, that ony man openyde the iyen of a blynd borun man; but this were of God,

Jhesus herd, that thei hadden putte hym out; and whanne he hadde founde hym, he seide to hym, Bileuest thou in the sone of God?

The Jewis answerden to hym, We stoonen thee not of good werk, but of blasfemye, and for thou, sithen thou art a man, makist thi silf God.

Yf he seide that thei weren goddis, to whiche the word of God was maad, and scripture may not be vndon,

And Jhesus herde, and seide to hem, This syknesse is not to the deth, but for the glorie of God, that mannus sone be glorified bi hym.

But now Y woot, that what euere thingis thou schalt axe of God, God schal yyue to thee.

Sche seith to hym, Yhe, Lord, Y haue bileued, that thou art Crist, the sone of the lyuynge God, that hast come in to this world.