Wycliffe(i)
1 And Jhesus passynge, seiy a man blynd fro the birthe.
2 And hise disciplis axiden hym, Maistir, what synnede this man, or hise eldris, that he schulde be borun blynd?
3 Jhesus answeride, Nether this man synnede, nether hise eldris; but that the werkis of God be schewid in hym.
4 It bihoueth me to worche the werkis of hym that sente me, as longe as the dai is; the nyyt schal come, whanne no man may worche.
5 As longe as Y am in the world, Y am the liyt of the world.
6 Whanne he hadde seid these thingis, he spette in to the erthe, and made cley of the spotil, and anoyntide the cley on hise iyen,
7 and seide to hym, Go, and be thou waisschun in the watir of Siloe, that is to seie, Sent. Thanne he wente, and waisschide, and cam seynge.
8 And so neiyboris, and thei that hadden seyn him bifor, for he was a beggere, seiden, Whether this is not he, that sat, and beggide?
9 Othere men seiden, That this it is; othere men seyden, Nai, but he is lijc hym.
10 But he seide, That Y am. Therfor thei seiden to hym, Hou ben thin iyen openyd?
11 He answerde, Thilke man, that is seid Jhesus, made clei, and anoyntide myn iyen, and seide to me, Go thou to the watre of Siloe, and wassche; and Y wente, and wasschide, and say.
12 And thei seiden to hym, Where is he? He seide, Y woot not.