THE PARCEMYNERS AND BOKEBYNDERS
Abraham immolans filium suum Isaac super altare, garcio
cum bosco et angelus.
ABRAHAM¶Great God that all this world has wrought,
And wisely wots both good and ill,
I thank him throughly in my thought
For all his love he lends me still,
That thus from bairnhood has me brought,
A hundred winters to fulfil:
Now grant me power so that I might
Ordain my works after thy will.
For in this earthly life
Are none to God more bound
Than am I and my wife
For friendship we have found.
Unto me told God on a tide
Where I was tented under a tree,
He said my seed should multiply
Like to the gravel of the sea,
And as the stars were strewed wide,
So said he that my seed should be;
And bade I should be circumcised
To fulfil the law; thus learned he me.
In world wherein we run
He sends us riches rife;
As far as shines the sun
He is stinter of strife.
Abram first named was I,
And then he set a syllable more,
And my wife called Sarai,
And then was named Sara.