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				John, the Baptist 
				Angel 1 
				Angel 2 
				Jesus 
				 
				Incipit Johannes baptista. 1 
				 
				God that mayde both more and les, 
				Heven and erth at his awne wyll, 
				And merkyd man to his lyknes 
				As thyng that wold his lyst fulfyll, 
				Apon the erth he send lightnes, 
				Both son and moyne lymett thertyll, 
				He save you all from synfulnes 
				And kepe you clene both lowd and styll. 
				 
				Emang prophetys then am I oone 
				That God has send to teche his law 
				And man to amend, that wrang has gone, 
				Both with exampyll and with saw. 
				My name, forsothe, is Baptyst John. 
				My fader Zacary ye knaw, 
				That was dombe and mayde great mone 
				Before my byrth, and stode in awe. 
				 
				Elezabeth my moder was, 
				Awntt unto Mary, madyn mylde, 
				And as the son shynys thorow the glas, 
				Certys in hir wombe so dyd hir chyld. 
				Yit the Jues inqueryd me has 
				If I be Cryst; thay ar begyld. 
				For Jesus shal amend mans trespas 
				That with freylté of fylthe is fylyd. 
				 
				I am send bot messyngere 
				From hym that alkyn mys may mend. 
				I go before, bodword to bere, 
				And as forgangere am I send 
				His wayes to wyse, his lawes to lere. 
				Both man and wyfe that has offende 
				Full mekyll barett mon he bere 
				Or tyme he have broght all tyll ende. 
				 
				Thise Jues shall hyng hym on a roode — 
				Mans saull to hym it is so leyfe — 
				And therapon shall shede his bloode 
				As he were tratoure or a thefe, 
				Not for his gylt, bot for oure goode, 
				Because that we ar in myschefe. 
				Thus shall he dy, that frely foode, 
				And ryse agane tyll oure relefe. 
				 
				In water clere then baptyse I 
				The pepyll that ar in this coste, 
				Bot he shall do more myghtely 
				And baptyse in the Holy Goost, 
				And with the bloode of his body 
				Wesh oure synnes, both leste and moost; 
				Therfor, me thynk, both ye and I 
				Agans the feynde ar well endoost. 
				 
				I am not worthy for to lawse 
				The leste thwong that longys to his shoyne, 
				Bot God almyghty that all knawes 
				In erth thi will it must be done. 
				I thank thee, Lord, that thi sede sawes 
				Emong mankynde to groyf so sone, 
				And every day that on erth dawes 
				Feydys us with foode, both even and none. 
				 
				We ar, Lord, bondon unto thee 
				To luf thee here both day and nyght, 
				For thou has send thi Son so fre 
				To save mans saull that dede was dight 
				Thrugh Adam syn and Eve foly 
				That synnyd thrugh the feyndys myght, 
				Bot Lord, on man thou has pyté, 
				And beyld thi barnes in heven so bright. 
				 
				Harkyn to me, thou John Baptyst. 
				The Fader of heven he gretys thee weyll, 
				For he has fon thee true and tryst, 
				And dos thi dever every deyll. 
				Wyt thou well his will thus ist, 
				Syn thou art stabyll as any steyll, 
				That thou shall baptyse Jesu Cryst 
				In flume Jordan, mans care to keyll. 
				 
				A, dere God, what may this be? 
				I hard a steven, bot noght I saw. 
				John, it is I that spake to thee; 
				To do this dede have thou none aw. 
				Shuld I abyde to he com to me? 
				That that shall never be, I traw, 
				I shall go meyt that Lord so fre, 
				As far as I may se or knaw. 
				 
				Nay, John, that is not well syttand; 
				His Fader will thou must nedys wyrk. 
				John, be thou here abydand, 
				Bot when he commys be then not yrk. 
				By this I may well understand 
				That childer shuld be broght to kyrk 
				For to be baptysyd in every land; 
				To me this law yit is it myrk. 
				 
				John, this place it is pleassyng, 
				And it is callyd flume Jordan. 
				Here is no kyrk, ne no bygyng, 
				Bot where the fader wyll ordan, 
				It is Godys wyll and his bydyng. 
				By this, forsothe, well thynk me than 
				His warke to be at his lykyng, 
				And ilk folk pleasse hym that thay can. 
				 
				Sen I must nedys his lyst fulfyll, 
				He shall be welcom unto me; 
				I yeld me holy to his will 
				Wheresoever I abyde or be. 
				I am his servande, lowd and styll, 
				And messyngere unto that fre; 
				Whethere that he will save or spyll, 
				I shall not gruch in no degré. 
				 
				John, Godys servand and prophete: 
				My fader that is unto thee dere 
				Has send me to thee, well thou wytt, 
				To be baptysyd in water clere; 
				For reprefe unto mans rytt, 
				The law I will fulfyll right here. 
				My Fader ordynance thus is it, 
				And thus my will is that it were. 
				 
				I com to thee baptym to take, 
				To whome my fader has me sent, 
				With oyle and creme that thou shal make 
				Unto that worthi sacrament; 
				And therfor, John, it not forsake 
				Bot com to me in this present, 
				For now will I no farther rake 
				Or I have done his commaundement. 
				 
				A, Lord, I love thee for thi commyng. 
				I am redy to do his will 
				In word, in wark, in alkyn thyng, 
				Whatsoever he sendys me tyll. 
				This bewteose Lord to me to bryng, 
				His awne servande, this is no skyll. 
				A knyght to baptyse his lord kyng, 
				My pausté may it not fulfyll. 
				 
				And if I were worthy 
				For to fulfyll this sacrament, 
				I have no connyng, securly, 
				To do it after thyn intent. 
				And therfor, Lord, I ask mercy: 
				Hald me excusyd as I have ment. 
				I dar not towche thi blyssyd body; 
				My hart will never to it assent. 
				 
				Of thi connyng, John, drede thee noght; 
				My Fader hisself he will thee teche. 
				He that all this warld has wroght 
				He send thee playnly for to preche 
				He knawys mans hart, his dede, his thoght; 
				He wotys how far mans myght may reche. 
				Therfor hedir have I soght; 
				My Fader lyst may none appeche. 
				 
				Behold, he sendys his angels two 
				In tokyn I am both God and man; 
				Thou gyf me baptym or I go, 
				And dyp me in this flume Jordan. 
				Sen he will thus, I wold wytt who 
				Durst hym agan stand? John, com on than 
				And baptyse me, for freynde or fo, 
				And do it, John, right as thou can. 
				 
				John, be thou buxom and right bayn 
				And be not gruchand in no thyng. 
				Me thynk thou aght to be ful fayn 
				For to fulfyll my Lordys bydyng, 
				Erly and late, with moyde and mayn. 
				Therfor to thee this word I bryng: 
				My Lord has gyffen thee powere playn, 
				And drede thee noght of thi conyng. 
				 
				He sendys thee here his awne dere chylde; 
				Thou welcom hym and make hym chere. 
				Born of a madyn meke and mylde, 
				That frely foode is made thi fere. 
				With syn his moder was never fylde; 
				Ther was never man neghyd hyr nere. 
				In word ne wark she was never wylde; 
				Therfor hir Son thou baptyse here. 
				 
				And securly I will thou knaw 
				Whi that he commys thus unto thee: 
				He commys to fulfyll the law 
				As pereles prynce most of pausté; 
				And therfor, John, do as thou awe 
				And gruch thou never in this degré 
				To baptyse hym that thou here saw, 
				For wyt thou well this same is he. 
				 
				I am not worthy to do this dede; 
				Nevertheles I will be Godys servande. 
				Bot yit, dere Lord, sen I must nede, 
				I will do as thou has commaunde. 
				I tremyll and I whake for drede; 
				I dar not towche thee with my hande. 
				Bot certys, I will not lose my mede. 
				Abyde, my Lord, and by me stande. 
				 
				I baptyse thee, Jesu, in hy, 
				In the name of thi Fader fre, 
				In nomine patris et filii, 
				Sen he will that it so be, 
				Et spiritus altissimi, 2 
				And of the Holy Goost on he, 
				I aske thee, Lord, of thi mercy, 
				Hereafter that thou wold blys me. 
				 
				Here I thee anoynt also 
				With oyle and creme in this intent, 
				That men may wit whereso thay go, 
				This is a worthy sacrament. 
				Ther ar sex othere and no mo 
				The which thiself to erthe has sent, 
				And in true tokyn oone of tho, 
				The fyrst, on thee now is it spent. 
				 
				Thou wysh me, Lord, if I do wrang; 
				My will it were for to do weyll. 
				I am ful ferd yit ay emang; 
				If I dyd right I shuld done knele. 
				Thou blys me, Lord, hence or thou gang, 
				So that I may thi frenship fele. 
				I have desyryd this sight ful lang; 
				For to dy now rek I no dele. 
				 
				This beest, John, thou bere with thee; 
				It is a beest full blyst. 
				 
				Hic tradat ei agnum dei. 3 
				 
				John, it is the lamb of me, 
				Beest none othere ist. 
				It may were thee from adversyté, 
				And so looke that thou tryst; 
				By this beest knowen shall thou be 
				That thou art John Baptyst. 
				 
				For I have sene the lamb of God 
				Which weshys away syn of this warld, 
				And towchid hym, for even or od. 
				My hart therto was ay ful hard. 
				For that it shuld be better trowed, 
				An angell had me nerehand mard, 
				Bot he that rewlys all with his rod, 
				He blys me when I draw homward. 
				 
				I graunt thee, John, for thi travale, 
				Ay lastand joy in blys to byde, 
				And to all those that trowys this tayll, 
				And saw me not yit gloryfyde, 
				I shal be boytt of all thare bayll 
				And send them socoure on every syde. 
				My fader and I may thaym avayll, 
				Man or woman that leyffys thare pryde. 
				 
				Bot John, weynd thou furth and preche 
				Agans the folk that doth amys, 
				And to the pepyll the trowthe thou teche. 
				To rightwys way look thou tham avys, 
				And as far as thi wyt may reche 
				Byd thaym be bowne to byde my blys, 
				For at the day of dome I shall thaym peche 
				That herys not thee, nor trowys not this. 
				 
				Byd thaym leyfe syn, for I it hate; 
				For it I mon dy on a tre, 
				By prophecy full well I wate. 
				My moder, certys, that sight mon se; 
				That sorowfull sight shall make hir maytt, 
				For I was born of hir body. 
				Farwell, John, I go my gaytt. 
				I blys thee with the Trynyté. 
				 
				Almyghty God in persons thre, 
				All in oone substance ay ingroost, 
				I thank thee Lord in magesté, 
				Fader and Son and Holy Goost. 
				Thou send thi Son from heven so he 
				To Mary mylde into this cooste, 
				And now thou sendys hym unto me 
				For to be baptysid in this oost. 
				 
				Farwell, the frelyst that ever was fed. 
				Farwell, floure more fresh then floure de lyce. 
				Farwell, stersman to theym that ar sted 
				In stormes, or in desese lyse. 
				Thi moder was madyn and wed; 
				Farwell, pereles, most of pryce. 
				Farwell, the luflyst that ever was bred; 
				Thi moder is of hell emprise. 
				 
				Farwell, blissid both bloode and bone; 
				Farwell, the semelyst that ever was seyn. 
				To thee, Jesu, I make my mone. 
				Farwell, comly of cors so cleyn. 
				Farwel, gracyouse gome; whereso thou gone, 
				Ful mekill grace is to thee geyn. 
				Thou leyne us lyffyng on thi lone; 
				Thou may us mende more then we weyn. 
				 
				I wyll go preche both to more and les 
				As I am chargyd, securly. 
				Syrs, forsake youre wykydnes, 
				Pryde, envy, slowth, wrath, and lechery. 
				Here Gods service, more and lesse. 
				Pleas God with prayng, thus red I; 
				Be war when deth comys with dystres, 
				So that ye dy not sodanly. 
				 
				Deth sparis none that lyf has borne; 
				Therfor thynk on what I you say: 
				Beseche youre God both even and morne 
				You for to save from syn that day. 
				Thynk how in baptym ye ar sworne 
				To be Godys servandys withoutten nay. 
				Let never his luf from you be lorne. 
				God bryng you to his blys for ay. Amen. 
				 
				Explicit Johannes Baptista. 4 
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				own 
				formed 
				pleasure 
				light 
				directed 
				 
				 
				 
				Among 
				 
				 
				words 
				truly 
				Zacharias; know; (see note) 
				dumb; lament 
				 
				 
				 
				Aunt; (see note) 
				shines through glass; (see note) 
				 
				Jews inquired of; (see note) 
				misled 
				 
				frailty; defiled 
				 
				only as 
				(see note) 
				message 
				forerunner; (t-note) 
				guide; teach 
				offended 
				much anguish must 
				Before 
				 
				hang; cross 
				soul; dear 
				shed 
				As if 
				guilt 
				 
				noble child; (see note) 
				relief 
				 
				 
				people; countryside 
				 
				 
				 
				Wash 
				 
				fiend (devil); defended 
				 
				loosen; (see note) 
				lace; belongs; shoes 
				 
				 
				seed sows 
				grow 
				dawns 
				Feeds; evening and noon 
				 
				bound 
				love 
				 
				[to] death was condemned 
				 
				devil’s 
				 
				shelter your children 
				 
				Listen 
				Father; greets 
				found; faithful 
				duty; (see note) 
				is 
				steel 
				 
				river; relieve; (t-note) 
				 
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				heard a voice 
				 
				awe 
				until 
				trust; (see note) 
				meet 
				 
				 
				fitting 
				Father’s will; do 
				wait here 
				troubled 
				(see note) 
				children; church 
				 
				obscure 
				 
				 
				river 
				building; (see note) 
				ordain 
				 
				 
				 
				each 
				 
				Since; desire 
				 
				yield; wholly 
				 
				 
				noble one 
				destroy 
				grudge 
				 
				 
				 
				know 
				 
				reproof; custom; (see note) 
				 
				Father’s ordinance 
				 
				 
				baptism 
				 
				oil and chrism; (see note) 
				 
				 
				 
				proceed 
				Before 
				 
				 
				 
				everything 
				 
				beauteous; (t-note) 
				own; not right 
				(see note); (t-note) 
				power 
				 
				 
				 
				knowledge, truly 
				 
				 
				 
				touch; blessed 
				 
				 
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				himself 
				 
				 
				deed 
				knows 
				here 
				desires; hinder 
				 
				 
				 
				give; before 
				 
				Since 
				Dares; stand against 
				 
				 
				 
				obedient; ready 
				reluctant 
				ought; glad 
				 
				fervently 
				 
				given 
				knowledge 
				 
				 
				welcome 
				 
				noble child; companion 
				defiled 
				approached 
				 
				 
				 
				tell 
				 
				 
				peerless; power 
				ought 
				grudge 
				 
				 
				 
				 
				 
				since 
				 
				tremble; quake; dread; (t-note) 
				touch 
				reward 
				 
				 
				haste; (see note) 
				 
				 
				 
				 
				high 
				 
				bless 
				 
				(see note) 
				 
				know 
				 
				(see note); (t-note) 
				 
				 
				 
				 
				direct 
				 
				afraid continuously 
				kneel down 
				before you leave 
				 
				 
				I care not at all 
				 
				beast; (see note) 
				(t-note) 
				 
				 
				 
				 
				is 
				protect 
				trust 
				 
				 
				 
				(see note) 
				washes 
				touched 
				until now; always 
				believed 
				nearly harmed; (see note) 
				rules 
				 
				 
				labor 
				Everlasting; live 
				believe; (see note) 
				 
				remedy; misery 
				comfort 
				 
				leave their pride 
				 
				 
				do amiss 
				 
				righteous; advise 
				 
				ready 
				judgment day; impeach 
				hear; believe 
				 
				 
				must 
				know 
				surely 
				distraught 
				 
				way 
				(see note) 
				 
				 
				gathered 
				 
				 
				sent; high 
				countryside 
				 
				multitude; (see note) 
				 
				most noble 
				flower; fleur de lis 
				pilot; beset 
				disease lies 
				 
				worth 
				loveliest 
				empress of hell; (see note) 
				 
				 
				fairest 
				prayer 
				fair of body 
				gracious man 
				much; given 
				give us life as your gift 
				think; (t-note) 
				 
				 
				truly 
				wickedness 
				(see note) 
				(t-note) 
				praying 
				 
				suddenly 
				 
				spares 
				 
				 
				 
				 
				doubt 
				lost 
				 
				 
				 
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