4 Efne me þonne God gleawe fultumeð, is andfengea ece Drihten sawle minre; he me swican ne wile.
Ic wæs hearde cnyssed and ic me helpe fand, þæt ic fæste ne feoll, ac ic me frofre begeat, þa me Dryhten onfeng, swa hit gedefe wæs.
Gehyr, Drihten, min gebed and ongit mine rihtwisnesse, and onfoh mid þinum earum min gebed, for þon þu wast þæt ic butan facne to þe cleopige.
Þu me underfenge for minre unsceðfulnesse and me gestrangodest beforan þinre ansyne on ecnesse.