G3165–μέ–me

and he schal gouerne hem in an yrun yerde; and thei schulen be brokun to gidre,

μου. mou “of Mine.”

Be thou wakynge, and conferme thou othere thingis, that weren to diynge; for Y fynde not thi werkis fulle bifore my God.

μου. mou “of Mine.”

He that ouercometh, schal be clothid thus with whijt clothis; and Y schal not do awei his name fro the book of lijf, and Y schal knoueleche his name bifore my fadir, and bifore hise aungels.

μου mou “of Mine”

I woot thi werkis, and lo! Y yaf bifore thee a dore opened, which no man may close; for thou hast a litil vertu, and hast kept my word, and denyest not my name.

μου mou “My”μου. mou “of Me.”

that Y louyde thee, for thou keptist the word of my pacience. And Y schal kepe thee fro the our of temptacioun, that is to comynge in to al the world, to tempte men that dwellen in erthe.

μου, mou “of Mine,”

And hym that schal ouercome, Y schal make a pilere in the temple of my God, and he schal no more go out; and Y schal write on hym the name of my God, and the name of the citee of my God, of the newe Jerusalem, that cometh doun fro heuene of my God, and my

μου, mou “of Mine,”μου mou “of Mine”μου, mou “of Mine,”μου, mou “of Mine,”μου mou “of Me”

but for thou art lew, and nether cold, nether hoot, Y schal bigynne to caste thee out of my mouth.

μου, mou “of Mine,”

Lo! Y stonde at the dore, and knocke; if ony man herith my voys, and openith the yate to me, Y shal entre to hym, and soupe with hym, and he with me.

μου mou “of Mine”

And Y schal yyue to hym that schal ouercome, to sitte with me in my trone, as also Y ouercam, and sat with my fadir in his trone.

μου mou “of Mine”μου mou “of Mine”

and seiden, Thou, Lord `oure God, art worthi to take glorie, and onour, and vertu; for thou madist of nouyt alle thingis, and for thi wille tho weren, and ben maad of nouyt.

ἡμῶν, hēmōn “of us,”

And oon of the eldre men seide to me, Wepe thou not; lo! a lioun of the lynage of Juda, the roote of Dauid, hath ouercomun to opene the book, and to vndon the seuene seelis of it.

μοι· moi “to me;”

And thei sungun a newe song, and seiden, Lord oure God, thou art worthi to take the book, and to opene the seelis of it; for thou were slayn, and ayenbouytist vs to God in thi blood, of ech lynage, `and tunge, and puple, and nacioun;

ἡμᾶς hēmas “of us”

and madist vs a kyngdom, and prestis to oure God; and we schulen regne on erthe.

ἡμῶν hēmōn “of us”

And thei crieden with a geet vois, and seiden, Hou long thou, Lord, that art hooli and trewe, demest not, and vengest not oure blood of these that dwellen in the erthe?

ἡμῶν hēmōn “of us”

And thei seien to hillis and to stoonys, Falle ye on vs, and hide ye vs fro the face of hym that sittith on the trone, and fro the wrath of the lomb;

ἡμᾶς hēmas “us”ἡμᾶς hēmas “us”

and seide, Nyle ye noye the erthe, and see, nether trees, til we marken the seruauntis of oure God in the forhedis of hem.

ἡμῶν hēmōn “of us”

And thei crieden with greet vois, and seiden, Heelthe to oure God, that sittith on the troone, and to the lombe.

ἡμῶν hēmōn “of us”

blessyng, and clerenesse, and wisdom, and doynge of thankingis, and honour, and vertu, and strengthe to oure God, in to worldis of worldis.

ἡμῶν hēmōn “of us”

Amen. And oon of the senyours answerde, and seide to me, Who ben these, that ben clothid with white stoolis? and fro whennus came thei?

μοι· moi “to me;”

And Y seide to hym, My lord, thou woost. And he seide to me, These ben thei, that camen fro greet tribulacioun, and waischiden her stoolis, and maden hem white in the blood of the lomb.

μου, mou “of mine,”μοι· moi “to me;”

And whanne the seuene thundris hadden spoken her voicis, Y was to writynge. And Y herde a vois fro heuene, seiynge, Marke thou what thingis the seuene thundris spaken, and nyle thou write hem.

μοι, moi “to me”

And Y wente to the aungel, and seide to hym, that he schulde yyue me the book. And he seide to me, Take the book, and deuoure it; and it schal make thi wombe to be bittir, but in thi mouth it schal be swete as hony.

μοι moi “me”μοι· moi “to me;”

And Y took the book of the aungels hond, and deuouride it, and it was in my mouth as swete hony; and whanne Y hadde deuourid it, my wombe was bittere. And he seide to me, It bihoueth thee eftsoone to prophesie to hethene men, and to puplis, and langagis,

μου mou “of mine”μου. mou “of mine.”

μοι· moi “to me;”

And a reed lijk a yerde was youun to me, and it was seid to me, Rise thou, and meete the temple of God, and the auter, and men that worschipen in it.

μοι moi “to me”