8 oððe wiþ ende æfre to worulde his milde mod mannum afyrran on woruldlife wera cneorissum.
Hu lange sceal ic settan on mine sawle þis sorhfulle geþeahtand þis sar æt minre heortan; hwæþer ic ælce dæge scyle? Hu lange sceal min feond beon uppahafen ofer me?
For hwan þu us, ece God, æfre woldest æt ende fram þe ahwær drifan? is þin yrre strang and egesa mycel ofer þin agen eowde sceapa.
gecyr us georne to ðe, Crist ælmihtig, and ðin folc on ðe gefeo swiðe.