Matthew(i)
1 And when Dauid was a lytle past the toppe of the hyll: behold Ziba the seruaunt of Miphiboseth came agaynste hym with a couple of Asses sadelled, & vpon them two hundred loues and one hundred bonches of Resynges, and an hundred frayles of dryed fygges, & a bottell of wyne.
2 Then sayde the kynge to Ziba: what hast thou there? And Ziba sayde: Asses for the Kynges houshold to ryde on, and bread & frute for the young men to eate, and wyne to drincke, yf any man fainte in the wyldernesse.
3 Then sayde the kynge: where is thy maysters sonne? and Ziba sayd vnto the kyng: beholde, he taryeth styll at Ierusalem. For he sayde: thys daye shall the house of Israell restore me the kyngdome of my father.
4 Then sayd the kynge to Ziba: beholde, thyne are all that pertayned vnto Miphiboseth. And Ziba aunswered: I beseche the that I maye fyude grace in thy syghte my Lorde Kynge.