2 God, min gebed gearuwe gehyre, and earum onfoh min agen word.
Beseoh to me, Drihten, min God, and gehyr me. Onliht mine eagan þæt hi næfre ne slapan on swylcum deaðe,
Drihten, Drihten, do þu nu ða, þæt þu mines gebedes bene gehyre. Wesan þine earan eac gehyrende and beheldende mid hige swylce on eall gebedd esnes þines.
gehyr me hrædlice, hæl me syþþan. Nu me deope is, Drihten leofa, min sylfes gast swær geworden, ne awend fram me, wuldres ealdur, þine ansyne; wese ic earmum gelic þe on sweartne grund syþþan astigað.