| There euery wight were he maistir or knaue | |
| Was with the lioun fret or he a stert | |
| No wight but god that he baar in his hert | |
| God lust to shewe his wondirful miracle | |
380 | In here for she sholde se his mighty werkis | |
| Crist that is of euery harm triacle | |
| Be certayn menys as knowen clerkis | |
| Doth thingis that for certeyn ende ful derk is | |
| To mannys wit that for our ignoraunce | |
385 | Ne can not knowe his prudent purueaunce | |
| Now sith that she nas at the feste y slawe | |
| Who kepte her fro drenching in the see | |
| Who kepte Ionas in the fisshis mawe | |
| Tyl he was spowted out at nynyue | |
390 | Wel may men knowe it was no wight but he | |
| That kepte the pepyl of Ebrew fro drenching | |
| With drye foot thorugh out the see passinge | |
| Who hath the foure spiritis of tempeste | |
| That power haue to annoyen londe and see | |
395 | Bothe North and south west and Est | |
| Annoyeth neyther lond hous ne tre | |
| Sothly the comaunder of that was he | |
| That fro the tempest ay this woman kepte | |
| As wel whan she wook as whan she slepte | |
400 | Where myghte this woman mete & drynk haue | |
| Thre yere and more lastith her vitayll | |
| Who fedde the Egipcian Mary in the Caue | |
| Or in desert non but crist sauns faylle | |
| Fyue thousand folk it was a gret meruaylle | |