Then they bruited abroad in new districts
Throughout there men were widely dispersed
A mighty campaign, to the disgust of men
From whom the Lord's law would hide!

Proclaimed throughout the lands, as far as the sea
Surrounded they in every city, their walls they did invade
Their fates forever altered, all hope like towers burned

That Christ's cross in earth was buried, had been found
The best of victorious signs, which before or after
Holy under the heavens, was ever reared aloft!

Swift were they to ride, as though the early Romans
Over the deep sea the lords lands seek out

Though ye them all should banish, work your hostility
Ye here will derive, in that vengeance, an inglorious journey

I now a sword against you, with wrathful hand
Purpose to bear, or worldly weapon
Nor shall this field of God, through bloodshed, be furtive

Twas to the warrior the most welcome of tidings
Their banner of victory raised high over the crowds!