5 Þu hine gedest lytle læssan þonne englas; þu hine gewuldrast and geweorðast, and him sylst heafodgold to mærðe,
Ealle his englas ecne Drihten bletsian bealde, heora bliðne frean, mægyn and mihta, þa his mære word habbað and healdað and hyge fremmað.
He alysde þin lif leof of forwyrde,
Hwæt is se manna, mihtig Drihten, þe þu him cuðlice cyþan woldest, oððe mannes sunu, þæt hit gemet wære, þæt þu him aht wið æfre hæfdest?
Þin setl is, Drihten, on weorulda weoruld; swiðe ryht is seo cynegyrd þines rices, seo gerecð ælcne mann oþþe to þinum willan oððe to wite.