Coverdale(i)
5 Now whyle the brydegrome taried, they slombred all and slepte.
6 But at mydnight there was a crye made: Beholde, the brydegrome commeth, go youre waye out for to mete him.
7 Then all those virgins arose, and prepared their lampes.
8 But the foolish sayde vnto the wyse: geue vs of youre oyle, for oure lapes are gone out.
9 Then answered the wyse, and sayde: Not so, lest there be not ynough for vs and you, but go rather vnto them that sell, and bye for youre selues.
10 And whyle they wente to bye, the brydegrome came: and they that were readye, wente in with him vnto the mariage, and the gate was shut vp.
11 At ye last came ye other virgins also, and sayde: LORDE LORDE, opo vnto vs.
12 But he answered, and sayde: Verely I saye vnto you: I knowe you not.