18 Hie me bregdon swiðe swiðlice on þam dagum þe ic geþræsted wæs. And Drihten wæs geworden min scyld,
Þas me andweardum ealle gewurdan for þon ic þine soðfæstnysse sohte georne.
Þeah þe ic on midle mānes gange, þær me costunga cnyðdan geneahhe, a þu me weredest wraþum feondum þe me woldan yrre on acyðan; þu me geræhtest recene mid handa and me þin swyðre sneome hælde.
Dryhten, mægena God, ys mid us, and ure andfengend ys Iacobes God.
Ic þonne ðine strengþu stundum singe and ðin milde mod morgena gehwylce. Forðon þu min andfengea æghwær wære and ic helpe æt ðe hæfde symble, þonne me costunge cnysedon geneahhige;