_Petrus._ Alleredy lord is oure ordenawns, As I hope to ȝow plesyng xal be, Seymon hath don, at ȝoure instawns, He is ful glad ȝour presens to se. _Johannes._ Alle thyng we have, Lorde, at oure plesyng, That longyth to ȝoure mawndé with ful glad chere; Whan he herd telle of ȝour comyng, Gret joye in hym than dyd appere. _Here comyth Symon owt of his hous to welcome Cryst_, _Symon._ Gracyous Lord, welcome thu be, Reverens be to the, both God and man! My poer hous that thou wylt se, Weche am thi servaunt, as I kan. _Jhesu._ There joye of alle joyis to the is sewre! Symon, I knowe thi trewe intent, The blysse of hefne thou xalt recure, This rewarde I xal the grawnt present. _Here Cryst enteryth into the hous with his disciplis and ete the Paschal lomb; and in the mene tyme the cownsel-hous beforn-seyd xal sodeynly onclose, schewyng the buschopys, prestys, and jewgys syttyng in here astat, lyche as it were a convocacyon; Annas seyng thus_, _Annas._ Beheld it is nowth al that we do, In alle houre materys we prophete nowth; Wole ȝe se weche peusawns of pepyl drawyth hym to, ffor the mervaylys that he hath wrowth. Some othyr sotylté must be sowth, ffor in no wyse we may not thus hym leve; Than to a schrewde conclusyoun we xal be browth, ffor the Romaynes than wyl us myscheve, And take oure astat and put us to repreve, And convey alle the pepyl at here owyn request, And thus alle the pepyl in hym xal beleve, Therfore I pray ȝow, cosyn, say what is the best? _Cayphas._ Attende now, serys, to that I xal seye, Onto us alle it is most expedyent; That o man ffor the pepyl xuld deye, Than alle the pepyl xuld perysch and be shent. Therfor late us werk wysely that we us not repent, We must nedys put on hym som fals dede; I sey for me I had levyr he were brent, Than he xuld us alle thus ovyr-lede; Therfore every man on his party help at this nede, And cowntyrfete alle the sotyltés that ȝe kan, Now late se he kan ȝeve best rede, To ordeyn sum dystruccion ffor this man. _Gamalyel._ Late us no lenger make delacion, But do Jhesu be takyn in hondys fast; And alle here ffolweres to here confusyon, And into a preson do hem be cast. Ley on hem yron that wol last, ffor he hath wrouth aȝens the ryth; And sythyn aftyr we xal in hast Jewge hym to deth with gret dyspyth. _Rewfyn._ ffor he hath trespacyd aȝens oure lawe, Me semyth this were best jewgement; With wyld hors lete hym be drawe, And afftyr in fyre he xal be brent. _Leyon._ Serys, o thyng myself herd hym sey, That he was kyng of Jewys alle. That is anow to do hym dey, ffor treson to Seȝar we must it calle. He seyd also to personys that I know, That he xuld and myth serteyn The gret tempyl mythyly ovyrthrow, And the thrydde day reysynt ageyn.