And none calleth to mind, neither is there knowledge nor understanding to say, I have burned part of it in the fire; yea, also I have baked bread upon the coals thereof; I have roasted flesh and eaten it: and shall I make the residue thereof an abomination? shall I fall down to the stock of a tree?
Þei byþenken not in her soule, neþer þei knowen, neþer þei feelen, þat þei seie, Y brente þe myddil þerof in fier, and Y bakide looues on þe coolis þerof, and Y sethide fleischis, and eet; and of þe residue þerof schal Y make an idol? schal Y falle doun bifore þe stok of a tree?