Classic Poem

Deus venerunt haereditatem tuam in gentes

People are entered in your heritage,
Ilz have pollution, Lord, by their oultrage,
Thy holy temple, Hierusalem destruicte,
If the stone only has monceaulx reduicte.

Ilz have yawned bodies
Thy servants dead
The Ravens for paistre:
Flesh alive
To animaulx suyvants
Boys & champestre plain.

Surrounded the city, where it was hard scandal,
Alas, we have seen the blood of iceulx espandre,
As well as water jectee the adventure,
Without living their burial donnast.

Ceulx which noz voysins are
Reproach us,
We mocquent we despitent:
Ores are blasmes,
And defamed ceulx
That surrounds us live.

Alas, Lord, how long will it?
We hold you forever out of grace?
And thy wrath kindled, ardra it,
As a large perpetual flames?

Your indignation
Espands on nations
Who did your congnoissance:
This evil would come extra
Royaulmes to which item
Do invocquent your power.

Ceulx because there have any estaincte presques
Good Jacob holy posterity,
And totally desert tour
Demourance to him by the toy data.

Alas, we do ramentoy
Against the evils vieulx toy
Perpetrated in large amounts:
Haste thee, come before
Your goodness, we saulvant,
Because moult are afflicted.

Assists us nostre helping God
For the honor of thy venerable hault Name
Delivre us soys pitiful, and peaceful
In noz sins, for your gloyre unspeakable.

Let it die in the middle
People, where is their God?
Ains punished their trespasses,
Vueilles all go
Like the spars of blood
Revenge in noz presences.

The prisoners groan come
Even to the sky, in the presence of mind:
Convicted, and that ceulx jIn dying,
Fays that living by your power remain.

A noz voysins also
Endurcy within them,
September foys vueilles make their
The blasme, and dishonor
That against thee, O Lord,
Have dared to undertake.

And then we vray thy people, and thy men,
And trouppeau of your pasture are,
You sing through countless centuries,
Of filz in filz preschant your faictz commendable.