2 And me fæcne tredað feondas mine, doð þæt ealne dæg fram ærmergene. For ðon monige synd ðe to me feohtað;
Eala, Drihten, hwi synt swa manige minra feonda, þara þe me swencað; for hwi arisað swa mænige wið me?
Dem me, Drihten, and þæm þe me swencað; feoht wið þa þe wið me feohtað,
Mine fynd me cwædon yfel and wilnodon, and spræcon betwuh him and cwædon: “Hwonne ær he beo dead, oþþe hwænne his nama aspringe?”
Afyr me fæcne yfel feonda minra, and hi soðfæst toweorp syððan wide.
He þa of heofenum hider onsende þe me alysde, laþum wiðferede, sealde on edwit þe me ær trædan. Sende mihtig God his milde gehigd and his soðfæst mod samod ætgædere,
and ic blissige and fægnige and herige þinne naman, ðu hea God,
Me eardað æt æþele fultum þæs hehstan heofonrices weard, þe me æt wunað awa to feore.
Gōd is þæt man Drihtne geara andette and neodlice his naman asinge, þone heahestan hæleða cynnes;
Þu on ecnesse awa, Drihten, heahesta bist, heofonrices weard.
Wræclice syndon wægea gangas, þonne sæstreamas swiðust flowað; swa is wundorlic wealdend usser halig Drihten on heanessum.