'þæt wæs geara
iu (ic þæt gyta geman)
þæt ic wæs aheawen holtes
astyred of stefne minum.
Genamon me þær strange feondas,
geworhton him þær to wæfersyne,
heton me hiera wergas hebban;
bæron me þær beornas on eaxlum,
oþ þæt hie me beorg asetton;
gefæstnodon me þær feondas genoge.
Geseah ic þa Frean mancynnes
efstan elne micle, þæt he
me wolde on gestigan.
þær ic þa ne dorste
ofer Dryhtnes word
bugan oþþe berstan, þa
ic bifian geseah
eorþan sceatas. Ealle ic mihte
feondas gefyllan, hwæþre
ic fæste stod.
Ongyrede hine þa geong hæleþ,
þæt wæs God ælmihtig,
strang and stiþmod; gestah he
on gealgan heanne,
modig on monigra gesyhþe,
þa he wolde mancynn lyµsan.
Bifode ic þa me se beorn ymbclypte;
ne dorste ic hwæþre bugan to eorþan;
feallan to foldan sceatum,
ac ic scolde fæste standan.
Rod wæs ic aræred, ahof
ic ricne cyning,
heofona hlaford, hyldan me ne dorste,
þurhdrifon hie me mid deorcum næglum;
on me sindon þa dolg gesiene,
ne dorste ic hiera ænigum sceþþan.
Bysmeredon hie unc butu ætgædere;
eall ic wæs mid blode bestemed,
begoten of þæs guman sidan,
siþþan he hæfde his gast onsended.
That was many years
ago (remember it still)
that I was cut down at the end of a wood,
stirred from my root.
Strong enemies seized me there,
made [me] there into a spectacle for them,
commanded me to lift up their criminals;
warriors bore me there on shoulders,
until they placed me on a hill;
many enemies secured me there.
I saw then mankind's Lord
hasten with great courage, so that he would ascend upon me.
Then I dared not there against [the] Lord's command
bend or break, when I saw [the]
earth's surfaces tremble. I could fell all enemies,
nevertheless I stood firm.
Then [the] young warrior undressed himself,
who was almighty God,
strong and resolute; he ascended onto [the] high gallows, proud in
the sight of many,
when he wished to redeem mankind.
I trembled when the man embraced me;
nevertheless I dared not bend to earth,
fall to [the] earth's surfaces,
but I had to stand fast.
I was raised up a cross, I raised up a powerful king,
lord of [the] heavens, I dared not bow.
They pierced me with dark nails;
on me the wounds are visible,
open wounds of malice;
I dared not warn any of them.
They insulted us both together;
I was entirely drenched with blood,
poured from the man's sides,
after he had sent on his spirit.