Wycliffe(i)
33 And whanne the sixte hour was come, derknessis weren made on al the erthe til in to the nynthe our.
34 And in the nynthe our Jhesus criede with a greet vois, and seide, Heloy, Heloy, lamasabatany, that is to seie, My God, my God, whi hast thou forsakun me?
35 And summe of men that stoden aboute herden, and seiden, Lo! he clepith Helye.