5 þæt ðu us ne weorðe wrað on mode. Ne wrec þu þin yrre wraðe mode of cynne on cynn and on cneorisse;
Feala ðu ætywdest folce ðinum heardra wisan and hi hraþe æfter mid wynsume wine drenctest.
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.
Ne byð æfre god ungemyndig, þæt he miltsige manna cynne, oþþe on yrre æfre wille his milde mod mannum dyrnan.”
Hu wilt þu, wuldres god, wrað yrre þin on ende fram us æfre oncyrran? is nu onbærned biter þin yrre on ðinum folce fyre hatre.
Eala ðu, mægena god, mære Drihten, hu lange yrsast þu on þines esnes gebed?
Wilt þu hu lange, wealdend Drihten, yrre þin acyðan swa onæled fyr?