Wycliffe(i)
17 My sone, bowe doun thin eere, and here thou the wordis of wise men; but sette thou the herte to my techyng.
18 That schal be fair to thee, whanne thou hast kept it in thin herte, and it schal flowe ayen in thi lippis.
19 That thi trist be in the Lord; wherfor and Y haue schewid it to thee to dai.
20 Lo! Y haue discryued it in thre maneres, in thouytis and kunnyng,
21 that Y schulde schewe to thee the sadnesse and spechis of trewthe; to answere of these thingis to hem, that senten thee.