Wycliffe
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12 Therfor the Lord seide to Sathan, Lo! alle thingis, whiche he hath, ben in thin hond; oneli stretche thou not forth thin hond in to hym. And Sathan yede out fro the face of the Lord.
12 God hath closid me togidere at the wickid, and hath youe me to the hondis of wickid men.