[The Battle with Amalek.]
¶ In þat si-quare þat i of speck,
Was a lauerding hight amalec,
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þat on þam faght, and þai on him,
In a sted hight raphidim.
Moyses þan cald sir iosue,
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And mad him maister o þat semble,
"Cheues þe," he said, "wit man an freck
And ga fight a-pon amalec,
And i sal on yon hill stand,
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And godds yeird hald in mi hand."
To þis fight þai went þam son,
Bot moyses, ur, and aaron,
Went þan vp a-pon þis hill, [folio 36b:1]
In hope allan o godds will.
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