Mark 12
1 And he beganne to speake vnto them in similitudes. A certayne man planted a vineyarde and copased it with an hedge and ordeyned a wyne presse and bylt a toure in yt. And let yt out to hyre vnto husbandme and went into a straunge countre.
ⲁ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁϥⲁⲣⲭⲉⲓ ⲛϫⲟⲟⲥ ⲛⲁⲩ ϩⲛ ϩⲉⲛⲡⲁⲣⲁⲃⲟⲗⲏ ϫⲉ ⲟⲩⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲡⲉ ⲛⲧⲁϥⲧⲱϭⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲁ ⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ ⲁϥⲕⲧⲟ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲛⲟⲩϫⲟ ⲁϥϣⲁⲕⲧⲟⲩⲉⲓⲟⲙ ϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲛϩⲏⲧϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁϥⲕⲱⲧ ⲛⲟⲩⲡⲩⲣⲅⲟⲥ ⲁϥⲧⲁⲁϥ ⲉⲧⲟⲟⲧⲟⲩ ⲛϩⲉⲛϭⲙⲏⲟⲩ ⲁϥⲁⲡⲟⲇⲏⲙⲉⲓ
2 And when the tyme was come he sent to the tennauntes a servaunt that he myght receave of the tenauntes of the frute of the vyneyarde.
ⲃ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁϥϫⲉⲩⲟⲩϩⲙϩⲁⲗ ⲉⲣⲁⲧⲟⲩ ⲛⲛⲉϭⲙⲏⲟⲩ ϩⲙ ⲡⲕⲁⲓⲣⲟⲥ ⲛⲛⲕⲁⲣⲡⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲉϥⲉϫⲓ ⲛⲧⲟⲟⲧⲟⲩ ⲛⲛⲉϭⲙⲏⲟⲩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲙ ⲛⲕⲁⲣⲡⲟⲥ ⲙⲡⲙⲁ ⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ
3 And they caught him and bet him and sent him agayne emptye.
ⲅ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲟⲩⲁⲙⲁϩⲧⲉ ⲙⲙⲟϥ ⲁⲩϩⲓⲟⲩⲉ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲁⲩϫⲟⲟⲩϥ ⲉⲙⲡⲟⲩϯⲗⲁⲁⲩ ⲛⲁϥ
4 And moreoever he sent vnto them another servaunt and at him they cast stones and brake his heed and sent him agayne all to revyled.
ⲇ̅ⲁϥϫⲉⲩⲕⲉϩⲙϩⲁⲗ ⲟⲛ ⲉⲣⲁⲧⲟⲩ ⲡⲕⲉⲟⲩⲁ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⲁⲩⲙⲟⲟⲩⲧϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲩⲥⲟϣϥ
5 And agayne he sent another and him they kylled: and many other beetynge some and kyllinge some.
ⲉ̅ⲁϥϫⲉⲩⲕⲉⲟⲩⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲕⲉⲧ ⲁⲩⲙⲟⲟⲩⲧϥ ⲙⲛϩⲉⲛⲕⲟⲟⲩⲉ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ ϩⲟⲓⲛⲉ ⲙⲉⲛ ⲉⲩϩⲓⲟⲩⲉ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ ϩⲉⲛⲕⲟⲟⲩⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲩⲙⲟⲟⲩⲧ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ
6 Yet had he one sonne whom he loved tenderly him also he sent at the last vnto them sayinge: they wyll feare my sonne.
ⲋ̅ⲉⲧⲓ ⲛⲉⲩⲛⲧϥⲟⲩϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⲙⲙⲉⲣⲓⲧ ⲁϥϫⲟⲟⲩϥ ⲉⲣⲁⲧⲟⲩ ⲙⲛⲛⲥⲱⲟⲩ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲥⲉⲛⲁϣⲓⲡⲉ ϩⲏⲧϥ ⲙⲡⲁϣⲏⲣⲉ
7 But the tenauntes sayde amongest them selves: this is the heyre: come let vs kyll hym and ye inheritauce shalbe oures.
ⲍ̅ⲛⲉϭⲙⲏⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⲁⲩϣⲁϫⲉ ⲙⲛ ⲛⲉⲩⲉⲣⲏⲩ ⲉⲩϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲡⲁⲓ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲉⲕⲗⲏⲣⲟⲛⲟⲙⲟⲥ ⲁⲙⲏⲓⲧⲛ ⲛⲧⲛⲙⲟⲟⲩⲧϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲧⲉⲕⲗⲏⲣⲟⲛⲟⲙⲓⲁ ⲛⲁⲣⲧⲱⲛ
8 And they toke him and kyllid him and cast him out of the vyneyarde.
ⲏ̅ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲟⲩⲁⲙⲁϩⲧⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲙⲟϥ ⲁⲩⲙⲟⲟⲩⲧϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲩⲛⲟϫϥ ⲉⲡⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡⲙⲁ ⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ
9 What shall then the lorde of the vyneyarde do? He will come and destroye ye tenauntes and let out the vyneyarde to other.
ⲑ̅ⲟⲩ ⲡⲉⲧⲉⲣⲉ ⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲙⲡⲙⲁ ⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ ⲛⲁⲁⲁϥ ϥⲛⲏⲩ ⲛϥⲧⲁⲕⲉⲛⲉϭⲙⲏⲩ ⲛϥϯ ⲙⲡⲙⲁ ⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ ⲛϩⲉⲛⲕⲟⲟⲩⲉ
10 Have ye not redde this scripture? The stoone which ye bylders dyd refuse is made ye chefe stoone in ye corner:
ⲓ̅ⲧⲉⲓⲅⲣⲁⲫⲏ ⲇⲉ ⲟⲛ ⲙⲡⲉⲧⲛⲟϣⲥ ϫⲉ ⲡⲱⲛⲉ ⲛⲧⲁⲛⲉⲧⲕⲱⲧ ⲥⲧⲟϥ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲁϥϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉⲩⲁⲡⲉ ⲛⲕⲟⲟϩ
11 this was done of ye Lorde and is mervelous in oure eyes.
ⲓ̅ⲁ̅ⲛⲧⲁⲡⲁⲓ ϣⲱⲡⲉ ϩⲓⲧⲟⲟⲧϥ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲟⲩϣⲡⲏⲣⲉ ⲡⲉ ⲙⲡⲉⲧⲛⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ
12 And they went about to take him but they feared the people. For they perceaved that he spake that similitude agaynst them. And they left him and went their waye.
ⲓ̅ⲃ̅ⲁⲩⲟⲩⲱϣ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲁⲙⲁϩⲧⲉ ⲙⲙⲟϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲩⲣ ϩⲟⲧⲉ ϩⲏⲧϥ ⲙⲡⲙⲏⲏϣⲉ ⲁⲩⲉⲓⲙⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ ϫⲉ ⲛⲧⲁϥϫⲉ ⲧⲉⲓⲡⲁⲣⲁⲃⲟⲗⲏ ⲉⲧⲃⲏⲏⲧⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲟⲩⲕⲁⲁϥ ⲁⲩⲃⲱⲕ
13 And they sent vnto him certayne of ye Pharises with Herodes servantes to take him in his wordes.
ⲓ̅ⲅ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲩϫⲉⲩϩⲟⲓⲛⲉ ⲉⲣⲁⲧϥ ⲛϭⲓ ⲛⲉⲫⲁⲣⲓⲥⲥⲁⲓⲟⲥ ⲙⲛⲛϩⲏⲣⲱⲇⲓⲁⲛⲟⲥ ⲉⲧⲣⲉⲩϭⲟⲡϥ ϩⲛ ⲟⲩϣⲁϫⲉ
14 And assone as they were come they sayd vnto him: master we knowe yt thou arte true and carest for no man: for thou consyderest not the degre of men but teachest the waye of God truly: Ys it laufull to paye tribute to Cesar or not?
ⲓ̅ⲇ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲟⲩϯ ⲡⲉⲩⲟⲩⲟⲉⲓ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲡⲉϫⲁⲩ ⲛⲁϥ ϫⲉ ⲡⲥⲁϩ ⲧⲛⲥⲟⲟⲩⲛ ϫⲉ ⲛⲧⲕⲟⲩⲣⲙ ⲙⲙⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲅϩⲏϭⲉ ⲁⲛ ϩⲏⲧϥ ⲗⲗⲁⲁⲩ ⲛⲅϫⲓϩⲟ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲁⲛ ⲣⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ϩⲛ ⲟⲩⲙⲉ ⲉⲕϯ ⲥⲃⲱ ⲛⲧⲉϩⲓⲏ ⲙⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲉⲝⲉⲥⲧⲓ ⲉϯⲕⲏⲛⲥⲟⲥ ⲙⲡⲣⲣⲟ ϫⲛⲙⲙⲟⲛ ⲧⲁⲣⲛϯ ϫⲛⲙⲡⲱⲣ
15 Ought we to geve or ought we not to geve? He vnderstode their simulacion and sayde vnto them: Why tepte ye me? Brynge me a peny that I maye se yt.
ⲓ̅ⲉ̅ⲛⲧⲟϥ ⲇⲉ ⲉϥⲥⲟⲟⲩⲛ ⲛⲧⲉⲩϩⲩⲡⲟⲕⲣⲓⲥⲓⲥ ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲛⲁⲩ ϫⲉ ⲉⲧⲃⲉ ⲟⲩ ⲧⲉⲧⲛⲡⲉⲓⲣⲁⲍⲉ ⲙⲙⲟⲓ ⲁⲛⲓⲟⲩⲥⲁⲧⲉⲉⲣⲉ ⲛⲁⲓ ϫⲉ ⲉⲓⲉⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲣⲟⲥ
16 And they brought. And he sayde vnto them: Whose ys thys ymage and superscripcion? And they sayde vnto him Cesars.
ⲓ̅ⲋ̅ⲛⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲥⲟⲩⲧⲱⲛⲥ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲛⲁⲩ ϫⲉ ⲧⲁⲛⲓⲙ ⲧⲉ ⲧⲉⲉⲓϩⲓⲕⲱⲛ ⲙⲛ ⲛⲉⲓⲥϩⲁⲓ ⲛⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲡⲉϫⲁⲩ ⲛⲁϥ ϫⲉ ⲧⲁⲡⲣⲣⲟ ⲧⲉ
17 And Iesus answered and saide vnto the: Then geve to Cesar that which belongeth to Cesar: and to God that which perteyneth to God. And they mervelled at him.
ⲓ̅ⲍ̅ⲓⲏⲥ ⲇⲉ ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲛⲁⲩ ϫⲉ ϯ ⲛⲁⲡⲣⲣⲟ ϭⲉ ⲙⲡⲣⲣⲟ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲁⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲙⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲩⲣϣⲡⲏⲣⲉ ⲙⲙⲟϥ
18 Then came the Saduces vnto him which saye ther is no resurreccion. And they axed hym sayinge:
ⲓ̅ⲏ̅ⲁⲩⲉⲓ ⲇⲉ ϣⲁⲣⲟϥ ⲛϭⲓ ⲛⲥⲁⲇⲇⲟⲩⲕⲁⲓⲟⲥ ⲛⲉⲧϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲙⲙⲛⲁⲛⲁⲥⲧⲁⲥⲓⲥ ⲛⲁϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲩϫⲛⲟⲩϥ ⲉⲩϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ
19 Master Moses wroote vnto vs yf eny mans brother dye and leve his wyfe behinde him and leve no chyldren: that then hys brother shuld take his wyfe and reyse vp seed vnto his brother.
ⲓ̅ⲑ̅ϫⲉ ⲡⲥⲁϩ ⲙⲱⲩⲥⲏⲥ ⲁϥⲥϩⲁⲓ ⲛⲁⲛ ϫⲉ ⲉϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉⲣϣⲁⲛⲡⲥⲟⲛ ⲟⲩⲁ ⲙⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛϥⲕⲁⲧⲉϥⲥϩⲓⲙⲉ ⲛϥⲧⲙⲕⲁϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲣⲉⲡⲉϥⲥⲟⲛ ϫⲓⲧⲉϥⲥϩⲓⲙⲉ ⲛϥⲧⲟⲩⲛⲟⲥⲥⲡⲉⲣⲙⲁ ⲙⲡⲉϥⲥⲟⲛ
20 Ther were seven brethren: and the fyrst toke a wyfe and when he dyed leeft no seed behynde him.
ⲕ̅ⲛⲉⲩⲛⲥⲁϣϥ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲥⲟⲛ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡϣⲟⲣⲡ ⲁϥϫⲓϩⲓⲙⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁϥⲙⲟⲩ ⲙⲡϥⲕⲁⲥⲡⲉⲣⲙⲁ
21 And the seconde toke hir and dyed: nether leeft eny seed. And the thyrde lyke wyse.
ⲕ̅ⲁ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲙⲉϩⲥⲛⲁⲩ ⲁϥϫⲓⲧⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁϥⲙⲟⲩ ⲉⲙⲡϥⲕⲁⲥⲡⲉⲣⲙⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲙⲉϩϣⲟⲙⲛⲧ ϩⲟⲙⲟⲓⲱⲥ
22 And seve had her and leeft no seed behynde them. Last of all the wyfe dyed also.
ⲕ̅ⲃ̅ϣⲁⲡⲙⲉϩⲥⲁϣϥ ⲉⲙⲡⲉⲗⲁⲁⲩ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲕⲁⲥⲡⲉⲣⲙⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲧⲕⲉⲥϩⲓⲙⲉ ⲁⲥⲙⲟⲩ
23 In the resurreccio then when they shall ryse agayne: whose wyfe shall she be of them? For seven had her to wyfe.
ⲕ̅ⲅ̅ϩⲛ ⲧⲁⲛⲁⲥⲧⲁⲥⲓⲥ ϭⲉ ⲉⲥⲛⲁⲣⲥϩⲓⲙⲉ ⲛⲛⲓⲙ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲡⲥⲁϣϥ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲁⲩϩⲙⲟⲟⲥ ⲛⲙⲙⲁⲥ
24 Iesus answered and sayde vnto them: Are ye not therfore deceaved and vnderstonde not the scryptures nether the power of God?
ⲕ̅ⲇ̅ⲓⲏⲥ ⲇⲉ ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲛⲁⲩ ϫⲉ ⲉⲧⲃⲉ ⲡⲁⲓ ⲁⲛ ϭⲉ ⲉⲧⲉⲧⲛⲡⲗⲁⲛⲁ ⲉⲛⲧⲉⲧⲛⲥⲟⲟⲩⲛ ⲁⲛ ⲛⲛⲉⲅⲣⲁⲫⲏ ⲟⲩⲇⲉ ⲧϭⲟⲙ ⲙⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ
25 For when they shall ryse agayne fro deeth they nether mary nor are maryed: but are as the angels which are in heven.
ⲕ̅ⲉ̅ⲉⲩϣⲁⲛⲧⲱⲟⲩⲛ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ ⲛⲉⲧⲙⲟⲟⲩⲧ ⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲛⲥⲉⲛⲁϫⲓϩⲓⲙⲉ ⲁⲛ ⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲛⲥⲉⲛⲁϫⲓϩⲁⲓ ⲁⲛ ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ⲉⲩⲛⲁϭⲱ ⲛⲑⲉ ⲛⲛⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲉⲧϩⲛⲙⲡⲏⲩⲉ
26 As touchynge the deed that they shall ryse agayne: have ye not redde in the boke of Moses howe in the busshe God spake vnto him sayinge: I am the God of Abraham and God of Ysaac and the God of Iacob?
ⲕ̅ⲋ̅ⲉⲧⲃⲉ ⲛⲉⲧⲙⲟⲟⲩⲧ ⲇⲉ ϫⲉ ⲥⲉⲛⲁⲧⲱⲟⲩⲛ ⲙⲡⲉⲧⲛⲱϣ ϩⲙ ⲡϫⲱⲱⲙⲉ ⲙⲙⲱⲩⲥⲏⲥ ⲛⲑⲉ ⲉⲛⲧⲁⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ϫⲟⲟⲥ ⲛⲁϥ ϩⲓⲡⲃⲁⲧⲟⲥ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲛⲁⲃⲣⲁϩⲁⲙ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲛⲓⲥⲁⲁⲕ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲛⲓⲁⲕⲱⲃ
27 He is not the God of the deed but the God of the livynge. Ye are therfore greatly deceaved.
ⲕ̅ⲍ̅ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲁⲛ ⲡⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲙⲟⲟⲩⲧ ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲟⲛϩ ⲧⲉⲧⲛⲡⲗⲁⲛⲁ ⲉⲙⲁⲧⲉ
28 And ther came one of the scribes that had hearde them disputynge to gedder and perceaved that he had answered them well and axed him: Which is the fyrste of all the commaundemetes?
ⲕ̅ⲏ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲉϥϯ ⲡⲉϥⲟⲩⲟⲓ ⲉϩⲟⲩⲛ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲛϭⲓ ⲟⲩⲁ ⲛⲛⲉⲅⲣⲁⲙⲙⲁⲧⲉⲩⲥ ⲉⲁϥⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲩϯⲧⲱⲛ ⲉϥⲥⲟⲟⲩⲛ ϫⲉ ⲁϥⲣⲟⲩⲱ ⲛⲁⲩ ⲕⲁⲗⲱⲥ ⲁϥϫⲛⲟⲩϥ ϫⲉ ⲁϣ ⲧⲉ ⲧϣⲟⲣⲡ ⲛⲉⲛⲧⲟⲗⲏ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ
29 Iesus answered him: the fyrste of all the comaundementes is. Heare Israel: The Lorde God is one Lorde.
ⲕ̅ⲑ̅ⲁϥⲟⲩⲱϣⲃ ⲛϭⲓ ⲓⲏⲥ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲧϣⲟⲣⲡ ⲧⲉ ⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲡⲓⲥⲣⲁⲏⲗ ⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲡⲉⲛⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲟⲩⲁ ⲡⲉ
30 And thou shalt love the Lorde thy God with all thy hert and with all thy soule and with all thy mynde and with all thy strength. This is the fyrste commaundement.
ⲗ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲕⲉⲙⲉⲣⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲡⲉⲕⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲙ ⲡⲉⲕϩⲏⲧ ⲧⲏⲣϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ ⲧⲉⲕⲯⲩⲭⲏ ⲧⲏⲣⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲙ ⲡⲉⲕⲙⲉⲩⲉ ⲧⲏⲣϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ ⲧⲉⲕϭⲟⲙ ⲧⲏⲣⲥ
31 And the seconde is lyke vnto this: Thou shalt love thy neghbour as thy silfe. Ther is none other commaundement greater then these.
ⲗ̅ⲁ̅ⲧⲙⲉϩ ⲥⲛⲧⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲧⲉ ⲧⲁⲓ ⲉⲕⲉⲙⲉⲣⲉ ⲡⲉⲧϩⲓⲧⲟⲩⲱⲕ ⲛⲧⲉⲕϩⲉ ⲙⲙⲛ ⲕⲉⲉⲛⲧⲟⲗⲏ ⲉⲛⲁⲁⲥ ⲉⲛⲁⲓ
32 And the Scribe sayde vnto him: well master thou hast sayd ye truthe that ther ys one God and that ther is none but he.
ⲗ̅ⲃ̅ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲁϥ ⲛϭⲓ ⲡⲉⲅⲣⲁⲙⲙⲁⲧⲉⲩⲥ ϫⲉ ⲕⲁⲗⲱⲥ ⲡⲥⲁϩ ϩⲛ ⲟⲩⲙⲉ ⲁⲕϫⲟⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲟⲩⲁ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲙⲙⲛϭⲉ ⲃⲃⲗⲗⲁϥ
33 And to love him with all the herte and with all the mynde and with all the soule and with all the stregth: and to love a mans neghbour as him silfe ys a greater thinge then all burntofferings and sacrifices.
ⲗ̅ⲅ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲙⲉⲣⲓⲧϥ ϩⲙ ⲡϩⲏⲧ ⲧⲏⲣϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ϩⲛ ⲧⲙⲛⲧⲣⲙⲛϩⲏⲧ ⲧⲏⲣⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ϩⲛ ⲧⲉⲕϭⲟⲙ ⲧⲏⲣⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲙⲉⲣⲉⲡⲉⲧϩⲓⲧⲟⲩⲱϥ ⲛⲧⲉϥϩⲉ ⲟⲩϩⲟⲩⲟ ⲡⲉ ⲉⲛⲟⲗⲟⲕⲁⲩⲧⲱⲙⲁ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ ⲙⲛⲛⲑⲩⲥⲓⲁ
34 And when Iesus sawe that he answered discretly he sayde vnto him: Thou arte not farre from the kyngdome of God. And no man after that durst axe him eny questio.
ⲗ̅ⲇ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲓⲏⲥ ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲉϥⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ϫⲉ ⲁϥⲣⲟⲩⲱ ϩⲁⲣⲱϥ ϩⲛ ⲟⲩⲙⲛⲧⲣⲙⲛϩⲏⲧ ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲛⲁϥ ϫⲉ ⲛⲅⲟⲩⲏⲩ ⲁⲛ ⲛⲧⲙⲛⲧⲣⲣⲟ ⲙⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲙⲡⲉϣⲗⲁⲁⲩ ϭⲉ ⲧⲟⲗⲙⲁ ⲉϫⲛⲟⲩϥ
35 And Iesus answered and sayde teachynge in the temple: how saye the Scribes yt Christ is the sonne of David?
ⲗ̅ⲉ̅ⲁϥⲟⲩⲱϣⲃ ⲇⲉ ⲛϭⲓ ⲓⲏⲥ ⲉϥϯ ⲥⲃⲱ ϩⲙ ⲡⲉⲣⲡⲉ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲛⲁϣ ⲛϩⲉ ⲛⲉⲅⲣⲁⲙⲙⲁⲧⲉⲩⲥ ⲥⲉϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲡⲉⲭⲥ ⲡϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲛⲇⲁⲩⲉⲓⲇ ⲡⲉ
36 for David him selfe inspyred with the holy goost sayde: The Lorde sayde to my Lorde syt on my right honde tyll I make thyne enemyes thy fote stole.
ⲗ̅ⲋ̅ⲛⲧⲟϥ ⲇⲁⲩⲉⲓⲇ ⲁϥϫⲟⲟⲥ ϩⲙ ⲡⲉⲡⲛⲁ ⲉⲧⲟⲩⲁⲁⲃ ϫⲉ ⲡⲉϫⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲙⲡⲁϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϫⲉ ϩⲙⲟⲟⲥ ⲛⲥⲁⲟⲩⲛⲁⲙ ⲙⲙⲟⲓ ϣⲁⲛϯⲕⲱ ⲛⲛⲉⲕϫⲁϫⲉⲉⲩ ϩⲁⲛⲉⲕⲟⲩⲉⲣⲏⲧⲉ
37 Then David hym silfe calleth him Lorde: and by what meanes is he then his sonne? And moche people hearde him gladly.
ⲗ̅ⲍ̅ⲛⲧⲟϥ ⲇⲁⲩⲉⲓⲇ ϥϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲡⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲁϣ ⲛϩⲉ ⲡⲉϥϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲡⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲙⲏⲏϣⲉ ⲧⲏⲣϥ ⲛⲉⲩⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲕⲁⲗⲱⲥ
38 And he sayde vnto them in his doctrine: beware of the Scribes which love to goo in longe clothinge: and love salutacions in ye market places
ⲗ̅ⲏ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲉϥϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⲛⲁⲩ ϩⲛ ⲧⲉϥⲥⲃⲱ ϫⲉ ϯϩⲧⲏⲧⲛ ⲉⲣⲱⲧⲛ ⲛⲉⲅⲣⲁⲙⲙⲁⲧⲉⲩⲥ ⲛⲉⲧⲟⲩⲱϣ ⲉⲙⲟⲟϣⲉ ϩⲛ ϩⲉⲛⲥⲧⲟⲗⲏ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲩⲉϣⲛⲁⲥⲡⲁⲥⲙⲟⲥ ϩⲛ ⲛⲁⲅⲟⲣⲁ
39 and the chefe seates in the synagoges and to syt in the vppermost roumes at feastes
ⲗ̅ⲑ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲙⲙⲁ ⲛϩⲙⲟⲟⲥ ⲉⲧϫⲟⲥⲉ ϩⲛ ⲛⲥⲩⲛⲁⲅⲱⲅⲏ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲙⲙⲁ ⲛⲛⲟϫⲟⲩ ⲉⲧϫⲟⲥⲉ ϩⲛ ⲛⲇⲉⲓⲡⲛⲟⲛ
40 and devoure widowes houses and that vnder coloure of longe prayinge. These shall receave greater dampnacion.
ⲙ̅ⲉⲩⲟⲩⲱⲙ ⲛⲛⲏⲉⲓ ⲛⲛⲉⲭⲏⲣⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ϩⲛ ⲟⲩⲗⲟⲓϭⲉ ⲉⲩⲱⲥⲕ ⲉⲩϣⲗⲏⲗ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲥⲉϫⲓ ⲛⲟⲩⲕⲣⲓⲙⲁ ⲛϩⲟⲩⲟ
41 And Iesus sat over agaynst the treasury and behelde how the people put money in to the treasury. And many that were ryche cast in moch.
ⲙ̅ⲁ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲉϥϩⲙⲟⲟⲥ ⲙⲡⲉⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡⲅⲁⲍⲟⲫⲩⲗⲁⲕⲓⲟⲛ ⲁϥϯϩⲧⲏϥ ϫⲉ ⲉⲣⲉⲡⲙⲏⲏϣⲉ ⲛⲉϫϩⲟⲙⲛⲧ ⲛⲁϣ ⲛϩⲉ ⲉⲡⲅⲁⲍⲟⲫⲩⲗⲁⲕⲓⲟⲛ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲟⲩⲙⲏⲏϣⲉ ⲛⲣⲙⲙⲁⲟ ⲛⲉⲩⲛⲟⲩϫϩⲁϩ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉⲣⲟϥ
42 And ther cam a certayne povre widowe and she threwe in two mytes which make a farthynge.
ⲙ̅ⲃ̅ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲉⲥⲉⲓ ⲇⲉ ⲛϭⲓ ⲟⲩⲭⲏⲣⲁ ⲛϩⲏⲕⲉ ⲁⲥⲛⲟⲩϫⲉ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲗⲗⲉⲡⲧⲟⲛ ⲥⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲧⲉⲟⲩⲕⲟⲇⲣⲁⲛⲧⲏⲥ ⲡⲉ
43 And he called vnto him his disciples and sayde vnto them: Verely I saye vnto you that this pover widowe hath cast moare in then all they which have caste into the treasury.
ⲙ̅ⲅ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁϥⲙⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲉⲛⲉϥⲙⲁⲑⲏⲧⲏⲥ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⲛⲁⲩ ϫⲉ ϩⲁⲙⲏⲛ ϯϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⲛⲏⲧⲛ ϫⲉ ⲧⲉⲓⲭⲏⲣⲁ ⲛϩⲏⲕⲉ ⲁⲥⲛⲟⲩϫⲉ ⲉⲡⲅⲁⲍⲟⲫⲩⲗⲁⲕⲓⲟⲛ ⲉϩⲟⲩⲉ ⲛⲉⲧⲛⲟⲩϫⲉ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ
44 For they all dyd cast in of their superfluyte: but she of her poverte dyd cast in all that she had eve all her livynge.
ⲙ̅ⲇ̅ⲛⲁⲓ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ ⲛⲧⲁⲩⲛⲟⲩϫⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲙ ⲡⲉϩⲟⲩⲟ ⲉⲧϣⲟⲟⲡ ⲛⲁⲩ ⲧⲁⲓ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡⲉⲥϣⲱⲱⲧ ⲡⲉⲥⲃⲓⲟⲥ ⲧⲏⲣϥ ⲉⲧⲉⲩⲛⲧⲁⲥϥ ⲁⲥⲧⲁⲁϥ
