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And his disciples axed him, & sayde: Master, Who hath synned? this, or his elders, that he was borne blynde?

Iesus answered: Nether hath this synned, ner his elders, but that ye workes of God shulde be shewed on him.

and sayde vnto him: Go thy waye to the pole of Syloha (which is interpretated, sent) and wash the. Then wete he his waye and wasshed him, and came seynge.

It was the Sabbath, whan Iesus made the claye, and opened his eyes.

Then agayne the Pharises also axed him, how he had receaued his sight. He sayde vnto the: He put claye vpon myne eyes, and I wasshed me, & now I se.

The Iewes beleued not hi, that he was blynde, and had receaued his sight, tyll they called the elders of him, that had receaued his sight,

His elders answered them, and sayde: We knowe, that this is oure sonne, and that he was borne blynde.

But how he now seyeth, we can not tell: or who hath opened his eyes, can we not tell. He is olde ynough himself, axe him, let him speake for him self.

This sayde his elders, because they feared the Iewes. For the Iewes had conspyred allready, that yf eny man dyd confesse that he was Christ, the same shulde be excomunicate.

Therfore sayde his elders: He is olde ynough, axe him.

He answered them: I tolde you right now. Herde ye it not? What, wil ye heare it agayne? Will ye also be his disciples?

Then rayted they him, and sayde: Thou art his disciple.

For we knowe that God heareth not ye sinners: but yf eny ma be a fearer of God, and doth his will, him heareth he.

to him ye porter openeth, and the shepe heare his voyce, and he calleth his awne shepe by name, and ledeth them out.

And whan he hath sent forth his awne shepe, he goeth before them, and the shepe folowe him: for they knowe his voyce.

I am a good shepherde. A good shepherde geueth his life for the shepe.

But an hyred seruaunt, which is not the shepherde, nether the shepe are his awne, seyth ye wolfe comynge, and leaueth ye shepe, and flyeth. And the wolfe catcheth & scatereth ye shepe.

It was yt Mary which anoynted ye LORDE wt oyntment, & dryed his fete wt hir heer, whose brother Lazarus laye sicke.)

The sent his sisters vnto hi, & sayde: LORDE, beholde, he who thou louest lyeth sicke.

Afterwarde sayde he vnto his disciples: Let vs go agayne i to Iewry.