Classic Poem

Deus noster refugium, and virtus

Of qu'adversite offends us,
God is appuy us & deffense,
In time of need have esprouve,
And found great relief to him:

Which no longer will fear no doubte,
DEUST and the earth tremble all,
And abysmer mountaines
Amidst the sea haulte

Yea deussent deep waters
Bruyre, escumer, swell their Undes,
And their great power
Rocks, and mountaines move.

Time of turmoil so proud,
Ruysseaux of the river nostre
Resjoyront the grand city
Tressainct place of Deity.

It is certain that in the midst of it
God deed his eternal abode,
Esbranler may do nothing,
For God will he give him prompt relief.

Trouppes people we ran on,
Meuz against noz Royaulmes were,
Bruyt of voices all air fendoit,
And soubz eulx earth fondoit.

But for us, in these hard alarms
A beene the great God of weapons.
The God of Jacob is ung Fort
For us, against any effort.

Come, behold in you Mesmes
The Lord supresmes acts
And these places see land,
How he cleaned.

He estaint cruel war,
By everything, even the ends of the earth,
Broken Lances, broke Arcs,
And the fire Chariotz ards.

Stop, he said, and congnoissance
Have my haulte power
God am I ay exaltation
On any land, and nation.

Finally, the God of weapons
Of nostres is wholes alarms:
The God of Jacob is ung Fort
For us against any effort.