2 Hwæt, he is God min and gearu hælend; is he fultum min, ic ne forhtige wiht.
Drihten, þu eart min trymenes and min friðstow. Þu eart min alysend and min God and min gefultumend; to þe ic hopige. Þu eart min scyldere and se horn minre hælo; þu eart min fultumen.
Drihten, on ðinum mægene nu blissað ure kyning, and for þinre hælo he fægnað swiðe swiðlice.
Drihten is min onlyhtend and min hælend: hwæt þearf ic ondrædan? Drihten is scyldend mines lifes: hwy sceal ic beon afærd?
And þeah se rihtwisa afealle, ne wyrð he gebrysed, ne his nan ban tobrocen, for þam God gefehð his hand and hine upparærð.
Ac seo hæl þæra rihtwisena cymeð symle fram Gode, and he byð heora gescyldend on geswinces tide.
þu eart fultum min, ic ðe fela singe. Forðon þu me, God, eart geara andfengea and mildheortnes, mihtig Drihten.
Ic mine strengðe on ðe strange gehealde, forðon þu me God eart geara andfencgea,
Hwæt, he is God min and gleaw hælend and fultum is; ne mæg ic hine ahwær befleon.
He me him to fælum fæder gecygde: ‘wæs me andfencge, god, ecere hælu’.