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¶ Une petite parole, seigneurs, escotez! De ce que je vous counterai, ne me blamerez,      Mes moltz des biens aprendre — Si vous volez entendre — Trestous vous poez.    Adam fust, premerement, Le premer fet de tote gent. Aprés Dieu meismes fust fourmé, Come en escrit nous est mostré. E Eve de soun un costé, Come Dieu voleit, fust taillé, La quele primes fist pecchié, Dount nous fumes touz dampné.    Ce vist Jesu le Salveour, De tot le mound Creatour, Que en li fust nostre socour, Nostre eyde e nostre honour. Honme devynt e enfaunt, E pur nous soffry peyne graunt. Molt nous fust verroi amaunt; Ne se feyna taunt ne quant En la croyz si fu mounté, E soun cuer parmi percé. Alas, qe tant serroit pené, Cil qe unque ne fist pecchié! Des espines fust coronee, E d’escourges flaelé. Fel a boyvre ly fust doné. Molt devoms aver grant pieté De sa benigne humilité. Ne fust orgoil en ly trové Que pout tendre a nul pecchié.    Pur ce, vous pri remenbrez Quei il soffry pur nos pecchiez, E de ly sovent pensez Quant vous estes rien temptez De pecchié fere ou folie, De averice ou envie, De hayne ou de lecherie, De coveytise ou glotonie, Ou de orgoil ensement, Qe est racyne verroiement De tous mals ou de tous pecchiez. Pur Dieu, de ly vous bien gardez! Quar Lucifer par cel pecchié — Que fust de Dieu molt bien amé, E en ciel molt halt mounté — En enfern chiet tot parfound, La ou touz remeyndrount Que en orguil sunt pris: Yleque serrount il tot dis!    E, pur ce, si vous seiez En grant honour enhauncez, E de grant saver aournez, Ou de grant force ou bealtez, De ce ne vous enorguyllez — Pensez de vous meismes salver! E quant temps est a Dieu servyr, Ne pas tousjours a gayner. Ne facez pas come les uns fount, Que de Dieu rien ne pensount, Mes tot ount doné lur cuer, Nuit e jour, a lur gaigner. Des queux il fet a merviler: De Dieu ne pensent ne de sa mort, Mes si il puissent rien a tort Gaygner par nulle faucine, Ou par robberie ou par ravyne; De averice sunt englywe, Q’est un mortel pecchié. Jamés ne quident assez aver, Mes, come la terre, lur dust failer. De quele gent fet a doter Si il ne se vueillent amender.    Pur ce, vous pri je bonement Qe vous donez entendement, E ce, qe vous oiez counter, Afforcez vous de ce tener, E aprés cel trestouz overyr. Ne coveitez pas autrui bienz A tort aver pur nulle rienz, Mes, qe dount vivre assez eyez, Lealmentz travilez. E si rien eiez a tort, Purpensez vous devant la mort Yce rendre, si vous poez, A ly de qui vous le avyez. Si il seit mort qe vous quidez, Pur sa alme le donez, Issi qe en peril ne seiez, Pur ce qe, devant Jesu, De respoundre sumes tenu De quanqe nous avoms resçu.    Molt serra estroit acounte, Molt en averunt il grant hounte Que lors serrunt accusez E de lur pecchiez reprovez. Touz nos faitz e touz nos ditz Que en pecchié nous ount mys Serrount en nos frountz escritz. Yl n’y avera nul pleder, Jour de amour ne acorder, Ne nul qe purra acounter, Pur argent ne pur or gaygner. Alas, que froms nous ycel jour, Quant Jesu vendra, le Salveour, Trestot come il fust crucifié, E come il fust des Gyws pené, E come il fust al cuer naufré, Piés e meyns parmi piercé? Riant ne serra nul trové Que ly averount regardé. Molt serra hidous quant jugera. N’y avera nul qe noise fra. Chescun serra rewerdoné Come il avera deservy gré: En grant joie les bons irrount E la sauntz fyn remeindrount Ou totes maneres de joies sunt!    Pur ce, vous vueil je ore garnyr Que vous pensez a Dieu servyr E la joie graunde aver Que nulle lange puet counter. Ycel nous doint ly Salveour, De cel e terre empereour. Amen, amen, pur sa douçour.

¶ To just a few words, sirs, listen! For what I’m going to tell you, don’t blame me,      But learn many good things — If you’ll pay attention — As much as you can.    Adam was, in the beginning, Created first of all people. Like God himself was he formed, As is shown to us in Scripture. And Eve from one of his ribs, As God wished, was fashioned, She who first committed a sin, For which we were all damned.    Jesus the Savior saw this, Creator of the whole world, Who in himself was our aid, Our help and our honor. He became man and child, And for us he suffered deep agony. Indeed he was for us a true lover; He didn’t pretend the slightest bit When he had mounted on the cross, And his heart pierced through. Alas, that he was so tormented, He who never committed a sin! With thorns he was crowned, And with scourges flogged. He was given gall to drink. Truly we ought to feel deep pity For his meek humility. No pride was found in him That could point to any sin.    For this, I ask you to remember What he suffered for our sins, And think often on him When you are at all tempted To commit sin or folly, By avarice or envy, By hatred or by lust, By covetousness or gluttony, Or by pride as well, Which is truly the root Of all evils and of all sins. By God, defend yourself from it well! For by this sin Lucifer — Who was of God much beloved, And in heaven exalted very high — Fell exceedingly far to hell, Where all will remain Who are taken in pride: There they will abide forever! And, therefore, if you should be Lifted up in great honor, And adorned with great wisdom, Or with great strength or beauty, Do not pride yourself in this — Think on saving yourself! And when it’s time to serve God, Don’t always [dwell] on profit. Don’t do as others do, Who don’t at all think on God, But wholly have set their intent, Night and day, on their own profit. Of them, it is incredible: They think not on God nor on his death, But only on how they can wrongfully Gain by some deceit, Or by robbery or by theft; They’re defiled by avarice, Which is a mortal sin. They never believe they have enough, But, like earth, it must fail them. One must fear for such people If they don’t wish to amend.    Therefore, I ask in good faith That you pay attention, And that, of what you hear related, You strive to adhere to it, And afterward bring all of it about. Don’t covet to have wrongfully In any way the goods of others, But, that you may have enough to live, Work faithfully. And if you have anything wrongfully, Resolve before your death To return it, if you can, To him from whom you had it. If the one in question should be dead, Donate it for his soul, So that you not be in danger, Because, before Jesus, We are held to answer For whatever we’ve received.    Narrow indeed will be the reckoning, Truly they will have great shame Who will then be accused And punished for their sins. All our deeds and all our words That we've committed in sin Will be written on our foreheads. There will be no pleading, Loveday or reconciliation, Nor will any be able to render account, To profit with silver or with gold. Alas, what will we do that day, When Jesus will come, the Savior, Exactly as he was crucified, And as he was tormented by the Jews, And as he was wounded in heart, Feet and hands pierced through? None will be found laughing Who has looked at him. It will be truly horrible when he judges. No one will make a sound. Each one will be rewarded As he has merited grace: Into great joy the virtuous will go And remain without end Where all manner of joys abide!    Therefore, I wish to warn you now To resolve to serve God And possess the great joy That no tongue can describe. May the Savior give this to us, The emperor of heaven and earth. Amen, amen, for his sweet kindness.

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