Forward went they, with weapons drawn
Swiftly under linden-shields
Fervent were the fierce to battle
When for their blessed one did serveForward went they, with weapons drawn
Swiftly under linden-shields
Fervent were the fierce to battle
When for their blessed one did serve
Strong were they with hostile craft
Men hell-prone, with wounding rage
With steadfast faith and soulful mind
Drove through the heathens striking blows
Then a voice from high was heard
Wondrously under the skies
The sound of a prophetic word
Emboldens they in evil bonds
That then shall come among the hordes
Hand-warfare, through spear grips might
Send forth his spirit and so come hither
To pave their way in deeds of spite
Strong were they with hostile craft
Men hell-prone, with wounding rage
With steadfast faith and soulful mind
Drove through the heathens striking blows
Then a voice from high was heard
Wondrously under the skies
The sound of a prophetic word
Emboldens they in evil bonds
«Guardian of the world
Keep my mind firmly fixed
Father of all
Bright giver of life
I pray that thou appoint me not
Amongst these guilty ones
And spare my soul
As shall I do thy will»
