THE TEMPTATION


SATAN

Now Beliard and Beelzebub, ye dearworthy devils of hell,
And wisest of council among all the rout,
Hark now what I say, a tale I shall you tell
That troubleth sore my stomach. Thereof I have great doubt.

BELIAL

Sir Sathanas, our sovereign sire, with thee will we dwell       5   
All ready at thy bidding; to thee do we lout.
If thou have any need of our wise counsel,
Tell us now thy question all out and out.
Say all thy doubt so keen.

BEELZEBUB

Yea, sir, tell us thy doubt by and by                           10
And we shall tell you so surely
That thou shalt know verily
What thy doubt doth mean.

SATAN

The doubt that I have it is of Christ, iwis.
Born he was in Bethlehem, as it is said.                        15
And many a man believes that God's son he is,                 
Born of a woman and she a clean maid.
And all that ever he preaches it is of heaven's bliss.
He will loose our law, I am right sore afraid.
Fain would I know who his father is                             20
For of this great doubt I am sore dismayed                   
Indeed.
If that he is God's child
And born of a maid mild,
Then be we right sore beguiled                                  25
And short shall be our speed.                    

Therefore, sirs, somewhat that ye show
In this great doubt what is best to do
If he be God's son he will breed a shrew
And work us much wrath, both wretch and woe.                    30
Sorrow and care he will soon strew,
And all our good days then should soon go
And all our lore and all our law he will down hew
And then be we all lost, if that be so.
He will do us all tene.                                         35
He will be lord over heaven and hell                            
And fetch away all our cattle.
Therefore, show now some good counsel.
What comfort may best be.

BELIAL

The best wit that I can say                                     40
Him to tempt, forsooth it is,
With subtle wiles, if that thou may.
Assay to make him do amiss.
If that he sin, this is no nay,
He may not be the king of bliss.                                45
Him to tempt, go walk in thy way.
For best counsel I believe be this
Go forth now and assay. 

BEELZEBUB

The best wit, I hold it be
Him to tempt in sins three                                      50
In which mankind 
In his frailty
Doth fall soonest, alway.

SATAN

So after your wit, now will I work.
I will no longer here abide.                                    55
Be he never so wise a clerk,                       
I shall oppose him 
Within a tide.

BEELZEBUB

Now lovely Lucifer, in hell so stark
King, and lord of sin and pride                                 60
With some mist his wits make dark.
He send thee grace to be thy guide                 
And ever more be thy speed.

BELIAL

All the devils that be in hell
Should pray to Mahound as I thee tell.                          65
That thou mayst speed this journey well
And comfort thee in this deed.                     

JESUS

Forty days and forty nights
Now have I fasted for man's sake.
A more great hunger had never no wight                          70
Than I myself begin to take.
For hunger, in pain strong am I put                
And bread have I none my hunger to slake,
A little loaf relieve my hunger might,
But morsel have I none, my comfort to make.                     75
This suffer I man for thee,
For thy gluttony and eating wrong                  
I suffer, for thee, this hunger strong.
I am afraid it will be long
Ere thou do this for me.                                        80

SATAN

The son of God, if that thou be,
By thy great might, of thy Godhead,               
Turn these flints, anon, let's see,
From hard stones to tender bread. 
More better it is, as I tell thee                               85
Wisely to work after what I have said
And show thy might of great majesty                
Than through great hunger for to be dead.
These stones now bread thou make,
God's son if that thou be.                                      90
Make these stones bread, let's see!
Then mayest thou eat right good plenty              
Thy hunger for to slake.

JESUS

Not only by bread, man's life yet stood,
But in the word of God as I thee say.                           95
To man's soul is never meat so good
As is the word of God that preached is always.      
Bread material doth nourish the blood,
But to man's soul this is no nay.
Never more may be a better food                                 100
Than the word of God that lasteth aye.
To hear God's word, therefore, man love           
Thy body doth love material bread.
Without the word of God, thy soul is but dead
To love preaching, therefore, I have said                       105
If thou wilt dwell in bliss above.

SATAN

For no great hunger that I can see                
In gluttony thou wilt not sin.
Now to the temple come forth with me
And there shall I show a pretty gin.                            110
Up to this pinnacle now go we.
I shall thee set on the highest pin.               
There I shall prove what that thou be
Ere that we two part atwin.
I shall know what thou have.                                    115

Here God ascends the pinnacle of the temple while the devil says what follows,

When thou art set upon the pinnacle
Thou shalt there play a quaint spectacle                    
Or else show a great miracle
Thyself from hurt thou save.

Here Satan places Jesus on the pinnacle saying,

Now, if thou be God's son of might,                             120
Right down to earth anon thou fall
And save thyself, in every plight                           
From harm and hurt and scrapes all.
For it is written, with angels bright
That are in heaven, thy father's hall,                          125
Thee to keep both day and night
Shall be full ready, as thy thrall.                         
Hurt that thou none have
That thou stumble not against the stone
And hurt thy foot as thou dost go.                              130
Angels be ready all everyone
In ways thee to save.                               

JESUS

It is written in holy book,
Thy lord God thou shalt not tempt.
All things must obey to God's look.                             135
Out of his might is none exempt.
Out of thy cursedness and cruel crook,            
By God's grace, man shall be redeemed,
When thou to hell, thy burning brook,
To endless pain shall ever be damned,                           140
Therein always to abide.
Thy lord God thou tempt no more.                
It is not fitting to thy lore.
I bid thee cease anon therefore
And tempt God in no tide.                                       145   

SATAN

Neither in gluttony nor in vainglory, it doth right not avail.
Christ for to tempt, it profitteth me right nought.
I must now begin to have a new travail,
In covetise to tempt him, it cometh now in my thought.
For if I went thus away and shrank as a snail,                  150
Lost were the labour, all that I have wrought.
Therefore, in covetise, our sire I shall assail  
And assay into that sin if he may be brought.
Anon, forth right.
Sir, yet once I pray to thee                                    155
To this high hill come forth with me. 
I shall thee show many a city              
And many a worthy sight.

Then Jesus crosses with the devil up on the mountain and the devil says,

In to the north, look forth, even plain
The tower of Babylon there mayst thou see.                      160
The city of Jerusalem standeth there again
And even fast thereby stands Galilee,    
Nazareth, Navern and the kingdom of Spain.
Zebulon and Naphtali, that is a rich country,
Both Zebee and Salmana thou mayest see certain.                 165
Italy and Artage that worthy realms be.
Both Genoa and Jewry.                     
Rome doth stand before the right,
The temple of Solomon as silver bright,
And her mayst thou see openly with sight                        170
Both France and Normandy.

Turn thee now on this side and see here Lombardy,
Of spicery there grows many an hundred bales.
Archas and Aragon and great Almony,
Paris and Portugal and the towns of Gaul.                       175
Pontis and Popering and also Picardy,
Ireland, Scotland and the land of Wales. 
Great piles and castles thou mayest see with eye 
Yea, and all the wide world without more tales
All belongs to me.                                              180
If thou wilt kneel down to the ground
And worship me where I am found,             
All this world that is so round
I shall it give to thee.

JESUS

Go back, thou foul Sathanas!                                    185
In holy scripture written it is,
Thy lord God to worship in every place.     
As for his thrall and thou servant his.

SATAN

Out! out! harrow, Alas! alas!
I wonder sore what is he, this.                                 190
I can not bring him to no trespass
Nor is any sin to do amiss.              
He biddeth me go aback.
What that he is, I cannot see,
Whether God or man, what that he be                             195
I cannot tell in no degree.
For sorrow I let a crack.              

Here Angels come singing Gloria tibi domine and ministering to him. He saying:

JESUS

Now all mankind example take
By these great works that thou didst see,
How that the devil of hell so black                             200
In sin was busy to tempt me.
For all his masteries that he did make                          
He is overcome and now doth flee.
All this I suffer for man's sake
To teach thee how thou shalt rule thee                          205
When the devil doth thee assail.
Loo thou consent never to sin           
For no sleights nor for any gin.
And then the victory shalt thou win.
The devil shall lose all his travail.                           210

To suffer temptation it is great pain.
If thou withstand it, thou winnest great meed  
Of God. The more grace thou hast, certain,
If thou withstand the devil in his deed
Though that the fiend tempt thee again,                         215
Of his power take thou no dread.
For God hath thee given both might and main   
Him for to withstand ever at need.
Thou hast more might than he
When the devil doth tempt thee, though.                         220
Show thy might against the foe,
When thy soul parts thee fro,            
In bliss then shall it be.                          Amen

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