9 For ðon ic anlic ætt æscean hlafe, and ic minne drinc mengde wið tearum,
For hwy eart þu unrot, min mod and min sawl, and hwy gedrefst þu me? Hopa to Drihtne - for þam ic gyt hine andette, for þam he is min hælend and min God.
Me wæran mine tearas for hlafas, ægþer ge on dæg ge on niht, þonne ic gehyrde mine fynd cweþan: “Hwær is þin God þe þu to hopast?”
Hi minne mete mengdan wið geallan and þa gedrugadne drenctan mid ecede.
tyhst us and fedest teara hlafe, and us drincan gifest deorcum tearum manna gehwylcum on gemet rihtes.