1 The elders whiche are amonge you, I exhorte, whiche am also an elder, and a wytnes of the affliccions of Christe, and also a partaker of the glory that shallbe opened,
2 se that ye fede Christes flocke, which is amonge you, takinge the ouersight of them, not as though ye were compelled therto, but wyllingly, not for the desire of fylthy lucre, but of a good minde,
3 not as though ye were Lordes ouer the parishes, but that ye be an ensample to the flocke.
4 And when the chiefe shephearde shal appere, ye shal receiue an incorruptible crowne of glorie.
5 Lykewyse ye yonger submit youre selues vnto the elder. Submit youre selues euerye man, one to another, knyt youre selues together in lowlines of mynde. For God resisteth the proude & geueth grace to humble.
6 Submit youre selues therfore vnder the myghty hande of God, that he maye exalte you, when the tyme is come.
7 Caste all your care to him: for he careth for you.
8 Be sober and watch, for your aduersary the deuyll as a roringe Lyon walketh aboute, sekinge whom he may deuour,
9 whom resist stedfast in the fayth remembring, that ye do but fulfill the same affliccions, which are appointed to youre brethren that are in the worlde.
10 The God of al grace, which called you vnto his eternal glory by Christe Iesus, shall hys owne selfe after ye haue suffred a litle affliccion make you perfecte, shall settle, strength and stablishe you.
11 To hym be glorie and dominion for euer, and whyle the worlde endureth. Amen.
12 By Syluanus a faythfull brother vnto you (as I suppose) haue I wrytten brefly, exhortynge and testifyenge howe that this is the true grace of God wherin ye stande.
13 The companions of youre election, that are of Babylon, salute you, and Marcus my sonne.
14 Grete ye one another wyth the kysse of loue. Peace be wyth you all, which are in Christe Iesus. AMEN.