21 Ne forlæt me, Drihten, min God, ne ne gewit fram me,
Drihten, Drihten, min God, beseoh to me; hwi forlete þu me swa feor minre hælo?
Ne gewit þu fram me, for þam me synt earfoðu swyðe neh, and nis nan oþer þe wylle oððe mæge me gehelpan.
Ac, la Drihten, ne afyr þinne fultum fram me, ac loca to minre generennesse.
for þam he na forsyhð ne ne awyrpð earmra manna gebeda; ne he his andwlitan ne awende fram me, ac þonne ic clypode to him, þonne gehyrde he me.”
ac guldon me yfel wið gōde and woldon me gedon unwæstmbærne swa swa se þe butan ælcum yrfewearde byð.