Ic cweðe to þam Gode: “Þu eart min andfengend. Hwy forgits þu min, and hwi awyrpst þu me fram þe, oððe hwy lætst þu me gan þus unrotne, þonne me mysceað mine fynd;
Ne aweorp þu me, wuldres ealdor, þonne me ylde tid on gesige; þonne me mægen and mod mylte on hreðre, ne forlæt þu me, lifiende god.