Then sayd the kynge to Ziba: beholde, thyne are all that pertayned vnto Miphiboseth. And Ziba aunswered: I beseche the that I maye fyude grace in thy syghte my Lorde Kynge.
And Ruth the Moabitesse sayd vnto Noemi, let me go to the felde and lease and gather eares, after whomsoeuer I fynde grace in his syghte. And she sayde vnto her: go my doughter.
wherfore receiue me to grace & take my blessinge that I haue brought the, for god hath geuen it me. And I haue inough of al thinges. And so he compelled him to take it.
But and yf the euyll seruaunte shall saye in hys herte. My mayster wyll deferre hys commynge, & shall begynne to smyte the seruauntes, & maydens and to eate and drynke and to be droncken: