And on eallum minum earfoðum ic clypige to Drihtne, and to minum Gode ic cige. And he gehyrde of his þam halgan temple mine stemne, and min gehrop com beforan his ansyne, and eac on his earan hit eode.
Fægnien þa and blissien þa þe willon me þancian minre rihtwisnesse, and þa þe symle cweðað, “gemyclad sy Drihten,” and þa þe willon sibbe wið his ðeow.
Ic eom yrming and þearfa, and þeah Dryhten min gymð. Þu, Drihten, eart min friðiend and min gefultumend and min gescyldend; Drihten, min God, ne yld nu þæt þu me arie.