1Then Pylate toke Iesus and scourged him.
2And the soudiers wounde a croune of thornes and put it on his heed. And they dyd on him a purple garment
3and sayd: hayll kynge of the Iewes: and they smote him on the face.
4Pylate went forthe agayne and sayde vnto them: beholde I bringe him forth to you that ye maye knowe that I fynde no faute in him.
5Then came Iesus forthe wearynge a croune of thorne and a robe of purple. And Pylate sayd vnto them: beholde the man.
6When the hye Prestes and ministres sawe him they cryed sayinge: crucify him crucify him. Pylate sayde vnto them. Take ye him and crucify him: for I fynde no cause in him.
7The Iewes answered him. We have a lawe and by oure lawe he ought to dye: because he made him selfe the sonne of God.
8When Pylate hearde that sayinge he was the moare afrayde
9and went agayne into the iudgment hall and sayde vnto Iesus: whence arte thou? But Iesus gave him none answere.
10Then sayde Pylate vnto him. Speakest thou not vnto me? knowest thou not that I have power to crucify the and have power to lowse the?
11Iesus answered: Thou couldest have no power at all agaynst me except it were geven the from above. Therfore he that delyvered me vnto the is moare in synne.