The Son of man goeth, even as it is written of him: but woe unto that man through whom the Son of man is betrayed! good were it for that man if he had not been born.}
Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have not lent, neither have men lent to me; {\i yet} every one of them doth curse me.\par
By thee have I been holden up from the womb;\par\tab Thou art he that took me out of my mother's bowels:\par\tab My praise shall be continually of thee.