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If a man come to me and hate not his father and mother and wyfe and chyldren and brethren and sisters more over and his awne lyfe he cannot be my disciple.

And whosoever beare not his crosse and come after me cannot be my disciple.

Or what kynge goeth to make batayle agaynst another kinge and sitteth not doune fyrst and casteth in his mynde whether he be able wt ten thousande to mete him that cometh agaynst him wt .xx thousand.

And the pharises and scribes murmured sayinge: He receaved to his copany synners and eateth with them.

And whe he hath founde him he putteth him on his shulders with ioye:

And assone as he cometh home he calleth to gedder his lovers and neghbours sayinge vnto them: reioyse with me for I have founde my shepe which was loost.

and the yonger of them sayde to his father: father geve me my parte of the goodes yt to me belongeth. And he devided vnto them his substaunce.

And not longe after ye yonger sonne gaddered all that he had to gedder and toke his iorney into a farre countre and theare he wasted his goodes with royetous lyvinge.

And he went and clave to a citesyn of yt same countre which sent him to his felde to kepe his swyne.

And he wold fayne have filled his bely with the coddes that ye swyne ate: and noo man gave him.

And he arose and went to his father. And when he was yet a greate waye of his father sawe him and had compassion and ran and fell on his necke and kyssed him.

But his father sayde to his servautes: bringe forth that best garment and put it on him and put a rynge on his honde and showes on his fete.

and called one of his servauntes and axed what thoose thinges meate.

And he was angry and wolde not goo in. Then came his father out and entreated him.

He answered and sayde to his father: Loo these many yeares have I done the service nether brake at eny tyme thy commaundment and yet gavest thou me never soo moche as a kyd to make mery wt my lovers:

but assone as this thy sonne was come which hath devoured thy goodes with harlootes thou haste for his pleasure kylled ye fatted caulfe.

And he sayd also vnto his disciples. Ther was a certayne rych man which had a stewarde that was acused vnto him that he had wasted his goodes.

Then called he all his masters detters and sayd vnto ye fyrst: how moche owest thou vnto my master?

Whosoever forsaketh his wyfe and marieth another breaketh matrimony. And every man which marieth her that is devorsed from her husbande committeth advoutry also.

And ther was a certayne begger named Lazarus whiche laye at his gate full of soores