Sealm 71:9 - Anglo-Saxon Psalms c.890-950 AD9 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. Faic an caibideil |
Wæran anlicast ure winter geongewifran, þonne hio geornast bið, þæt heo afære fleogan on nette; beoð ure geardagas gnornscendende, þeah þe heora hundred seo samod ætgædere. Gif on mihtigum mannum geweorðeð, þæt hi hundehtatig ylda gebiden, ealle þe þær ofer beoð æfre getealde wintra on worulde, þa beoð gewinn and sar. Us manðwærnes becwom micel ofer ealle and we on þam gefean forhte gewurdan.