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JOHANNES   Almyghty God and Lord verray, 
			Full woundyrfull is mannys lesyng, 
			For yf I preche tham day be day 
			And telle tham, Lorde, of thy comyng, 
			That all has wrought, 
			Men are so dull that my preching 
			Serves of noght. 
			 
			When I have, Lord, in the name of thee 
			Baptiste the folke in watir clere, 
			Than have I saide that aftir me 
			Shall he come that has more powere 
			Than I to taste; 
			He schall giffe baptyme more entire 
			In fire and gaste. 
			 
			Thus am I comen in message right 
			And be forereyner in certayne, 
			In wittnesse bering of that light 
			The wiche schall light in ilka a man 
			That is comand 
			Into this worlde, nowe whoso can 
			May undirstande. 
			 
			Thez folke had farly of my fare 
			And what I was full faste thei spied. 
			They askid yf I a prophette ware, 
			And I saide nay, but sone I wreyede; 
			High aperte 
			I said I was a voyce that cryede 
			Here in deserte. 
			 
			Loke thou make thee redy, ay saide I, 
			Unto oure Lord God most of myght, 
			That is that thou be clene haly 
			In worde, in werke, ay redy dight 
			Agayns oure Lord, 
			With parfite liffe that ilke a wight 
			Be well restored. 
			 
			For if we be clene in levyng, 
			Oure bodis are Goddis tempyll than 
			In the whilke he will make his dwellyng; 
			Therfore be clene, bothe wiffe and man. 
			This is my reed. 
			God will make in yowe haly than 
			His wonnyng steed. 
			 
			And if ye sette all youre delyte 
			In luste and lykyng of this liff, 
			Than will he turne fro yow als tyte 
			Bycause of synne, boyth of man and wiffe, 
			And fro you flee, 
			For with whome that synne is riffe 
			Will God noght be. 
			 
			I ANGELUS   Thou, John, take tente what I schall saye. 
			I brynge thee tythandis wondir gode: 
			My Lorde Jesus schall come thys day 
			Fro Galylee unto this flode 
			Ye Jourdane call, 
			Baptyme to take myldely with mode 
			This day he schall. 
			 
			John, of his sande therfore be gladde 
			And thanke hym hartely, both lowde and still. 
			 
			JOHANNES   I thanke hym evere, but I am radde 
			I am noght abill to fullfill 
			This dede certayne. 
			 
			II ANGELUS   John, thee aught with harte and will 
			To be full bayne 
			 
			To do his bidding, all bydene; 
			Bot in his baptyme, John, take tente, 
			The hevenes schalle be oppen sene. 
			The Holy Gost schalle doune be sente 
			To se in sight, 
			The Fadirs voyce with grete talent 
			Be herde full right, 
			 
			That schall saie thus to hym forthy 
			. . .  
			JOHANNES   With wordes fewne 
			I will be subgett nyght and day 
			As me well awe 
			To serve my Lord Jesus to paye 
			In dede and sawe. 
			 
			Bot wele I wote, baptyme is tane 
			To wasshe and clense man of synne, 
			And wele I wotte that synne is none 
			In hym, withoute ne withinne. 
			What nedis hym than 
			For to be baptiste more or myne 
			Als synfull man? 
			. . .  
			 
			JESUS   John, kynde of man is freele  
			To the whilke that I have me knytte, 
			But I shall shewe thee skyllis twa 
			That thou schallt knawe by kyndly witte 
			The cause why I have ordand swa, 
			And ane is this: 
			Mankynde may noght unbaptymde go 
			Te endless blys. 
			 
			And sithen myselffe have taken mankynde 
			For men schall me ther myrroure make 
			And have my doyng in ther mynde, 
			And also I do the baptyme take. 
			I will forthy 
			Myselfe be baptiste for ther sake 
			Full oppynly. 
			 
			Anodir skill I schall thee tell: 
			My will is this, that fro this day 
			The vertue of my baptyme dwelle 
			In baptyme watir evere and ay, 
			Mankynde to taste, 
			Thurgh my grace therto to take alway 
			The Haly Gaste. 
			 
			JOHANNES   All myghtfull Lorde, grete is thi grace; 
			I thanke thee of thi grete fordede. 
			 
			JESUS    Cum, baptise me, John, in this place. 
			 
			JOHANNES   Lorde, save thy grace that I forbede 
			That itt soo be, 
			For Lorde, methynketh it wer more nede 
			Thou baptised me. 
			 
			That place that I yarne moste of all, 
			Fro thens come thou, Lorde, as I gesse, 
			How schulde I than, that is a thrall, 
			Giffe thee baptyme, that rightwis is 
			And has ben evere? 
			For thow arte roote of rightwissenesse 
			That forfette nevere. 
			 
			What riche man gose from dore to dore 
			To begge at hym that has right noght? 
			Lorde, thou arte riche and I am full poure, 
			Thou may blisse all, sen thou all wrought. 
			Fro heven come all 
			That helpes in erthe, yf soth be sought, 
			Fro erthe but small. 
			 
			JESUS   Thou sais full wele, John, certaynly, 
			But suffre nowe for hevenly mede 
			That rightwisnesse be noght oonlye 
			Fullfillid in worde, but also in dede 
			Thrughe baptyme clere. 
			Cum, baptise me in my manhed 
			Appertly here. 
			 
			Fyrst schall I take, sen schall I preche, 
			For so behovis mankynde fulfille 
			All rightwissenesse, als werray leche. 
			 
			JOHANNES   Lord, I am redy at thi will, 
			And will be ay 
			Thy subgett, Lord, both lowde and still, 
			In that I may. 
			 
			A, Lorde, I trymble ther I stande, 
			So am I arow to do that dede, 
			But save me, Lord, that all ordand, 
			For thee to touche have I grete drede 
			For doyngs dark. 
			Now helpe me, Lorde, thurgh thi Godhede 
			To do this werk. 
			 
			Jesus, my Lord of myghtis most, 
			I baptise thee here in the name 
			Of the Fadir and of the Sone and Holy Gost. 
			But in this dede, Lorde, right no blame 
			This day by me, 
			And bryngis all thase to thy home 
			That trowes in thee. 
			
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true; (t-note) 
			dishonesty 
			(see note) 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			Then 
			 
			feel (show forth) 
			complete 
			spirit 
			 
			correct 
			forerunner 
			bearing 
			 
			coming 
			 
			 
			 
			wonder; matter 
			quickly 
			were 
			revealed 
			openly 
			 
			 
			 
			(see note) 
			 
			wholly pure 
			prepared 
			 
			perfect life 
			 
			 
			living 
			bodies 
			which 
			 
			advice 
			wholly then 
			dwelling place 
			 
			 
			life 
			quickly 
			 
			 
			endemic; (t-note) 
			(t-note) 
			 
			   pay attention to; (see note); (t-note) 
			tidings wondrously good 
			(t-note) 
			Galilee; stream (river) 
			Jordan 
			humbly 
			 
			 
			message 
			 
			 
			afraid; (t-note) 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			willing 
			 
			forthwith 
			But 
			seen (displayed) 
			 
			To be seen 
			great passion 
			 
			 
			 
			[lacuna, see textual note] 
			few 
			subject 
			ought 
			satisfy 
			word 
			 
			taken 
			 
			I know well 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			[lacuna, see textual note] 
			 
			nature; frail; (see note); (t-note) 
			joined 
			two reasons 
			human intelligence 
			ordered so; (t-note) 
			one 
			 
			To 
			 
			man’s nature 
			example 
			(t-note) 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			Another reason 
			 
			(see note); (t-note) 
			 
			experience 
			receive; (t-note) 
			Holy Spirit 
			 
			 
			preparation; (t-note) 
			 
			 
			 
			forbid 
			 
			necessary 
			 
			 
			yearn 
			(t-note) 
			are in subjection 
			righteous 
			 
			righteousness 
			sinned never 
			 
			(see note) 
			from him; absolutely nothing 
			 
			bless 
			 
			truth 
			little 
			 
			 
			reward 
			 
			deed 
			(t-note) 
			manhood 
			Openly 
			 
			thereafter 
			must 
			as true healer 
			 
			 
			always 
			subject 
			 
			 
			tremble where; (t-note) 
			afraid 
			ordained 
			dread 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			(see note) 
			 
			apportion 
			 
			these 
			 
			
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JESUS   John, for mannys prophete, wit thou wele, 
			Take I this baptyme, certaynely; 
			The dragons poure ilk a dele 
			Thurgh my baptyme distroyed have I, 
			This is certayne, 
			And saved mankynde, saule and body, 
			Fro endles payne. 
			 
			What man that trowis and baptised be 
			Schall saved be and come to blisse. 
			Whoso trowes noght, to payne endles 
			He schal be dampned sone, trowe wele this. 
			But wende we nowe 
			Wher most is nede the folke to wisse, 
			Both I and you. 
			 
			JOHANNES   I love thee, Lorde, as sovereyne leche 
			That come to salve men of thare sore; 
			As thou comaundis I schall gar preche 
			And lere to every man that lare 
			That are was thrall. 
			Now, sirs, that barne that Marie bare, 
			Be with you all. 
			
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			power in every way; (see note) 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			 
			(see note) 
			 
			 
			damned soon, trust well 
			go 
			teach 
			 
			 
			healer (savior) 
			heal; their misery 
			(i.e., so shall I go to preach) 
			teach; lore 
			before 
			child; bore 
			(t-note) 
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