Tyndale(i)
27 But I saye vnto you which heare: Love youre enemyes. Do good to the which hate you.
28 Blesse the that course you. And praye for the which wrongfully trouble you.
29 And vnto him that smyteth the on the one cheke offer also ye other. And him that taketh awaye thy goune forbid not to take thy coote also.
30 Geve to every man that axeth of the. And of him that taketh awaye thy goodes axe them not agayne.
31 And as ye wolde that men shuld doo to you: so do ye to them lyke wyse.
32 If ye love the which love you: what thanke are ye worthy of? For the very synners love their lovers.
33 And yf ye do for them which do for you: what thanke are ye worthy of? For the very synners do even the same.
34 If ye lende to them of whome ye hoope to receave: what thanke shall ye have: for the very synners lende to synners to receave as moch agayne.
35 Wherfore love ye youre enemys do good and lende lokynge for nothinge agayne and youre rewarde shalbe greate and ye shalbe the chyldren of the hyest: for he is kynde vnto the vnkynde and to the evyll.
36 Be ye therfore mercifull as youre father is mercifull.
37 Iudge not and ye shall not be Iudged. Condemne not: and ye shall not be condemned. Forgeve and ye shalbe forgeven.
38 Geve and yt shalbe geven vnto you: good measure pressed doune shaken to geder and runnynge over shall men geve into youre bosomes. For with what measure ye mete with ye same shall men mete to you agayne.
39 And he put forthe a similitude vnto the: Can the blynde leade ye blynde? Do they not both then fall into ye dyche?
40 The disciple is not above his master. Every ma shalbe perfecte even as his master is.
41 Why seyst thou a moote in thy brothers eye considerest not ye beame yt is in thyne awne eye?
42 Ether how canest thou saye to thy brother: Brother let me pull out ye moote that is in thyne eye: when thou perceavest not the beame that is in thyne awne eye? Ypocrite cast out ye beame out of thyne awne eye fyrst and then shalt thou se perfectly to pull out the moote out of thy brothers eye.
43 It is not a good tree that bringeth forthe evyll frute: nether is that an evyll tree that bringeth forthe good frute
44 For every tree is knowen by his frute. Nether of thornes gader men fygges nor of busshes gader they grapes.
45 A good man out of the good treasure of his hert bringeth forthe that which is good. And an evyll man out of the evyll treasure of his hert bringeth forthe that which ys evyll. For of the aboundaunce of ye her his mouthe speakethe.