The Paris Psalter: Psalm 128

Oft me fuhtan to fynd on geoguðe, cweðan Israhelas nu eac þæt sylfe; oft me fuhtan to fynd on geoguþe, ne mihton hi awiht æt me æfre gewyrcean. Ofer minum bæce bitere ongunnon þa firenfullan facen timbrian, and heora unriht eft gelengdon. Drihten is soðfæst, and gedeð sniome, þæt he firenfullra fæcne geðancas wis toweorpeð; weorðað gescende and hiora scamiað swiþust ealles, þa to Sione hete swiðost hæfdon. Wesen hi hige her gelicast þam þe on huses þæce heah aweaxeð,

þæt bið forwisnad wraðe sona, ær hit afohten foldan losige. Of þam he ne gefylleð folme æfre, þeah þe he hit mawe micle elne; ne mid his sceafe ne mæg sceat afyllan, þeah þe he samnige swiðe georne. And þæt ne cweðan, þa his cwide weoldan on ofergeate æghwær hæbben: "Us gebletsige bealde drihten and ofer eow wese eac his bletsung; we eow neodlice on naman drihtnes swylce bletsiað bliðe mode."