When thou criest, let them that thou hast gathered deliver thee; but the wind shall take them, a breath shall carry them all away: but he that taketh refuge in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain.
Whanne thou schalt crie, thi gaderid tresours delyuere þee; and þe wynd schal take awei alle tho, a blast schal do awei hem; but he þat hath trist on me, schal enherite þe lond, and schal haue in possessioun myn hooli hil.