On the verge of a new century Pious lands were hit by tragedy Villages licked by flames Trail of charred outposts becomes With bare sails to penetrate the sea Warriors carry axes through the sand Few but valued as a great war-band Which consumes human sanity Survivors worked their prayer To ward against this evil Asked their lord to protect them Against the terror of the northern Concede the highest favour Preserving and guarding bodies Free us from the savage northern Tribes who devastates our realms They aged and young would have Their throats slit Frail maidens and lads too Not a single trace of mercy Repel the evil from us We altogether implore Bring thee the ruling realm We plead on bare knees To the king of glory Who pity us with true peace Soundness, hopes and strength Give us peace and harmony Bestow us unmitigated hope Genuine faith also Concede us continual charity And let completed be Sanctify our humble prayers Availed in achieved this old Glorious measure Praise be peace and glory To the trinity Who is most-magnificent For the people, amen Summa pia gratia nostra Conservando corpora et Custodita de gente fera Normannica nos libera Deus regna! Repel the evil from us We altogether implore Bring thee the ruling realm We plead on bare knees To the king of glory Who pity us with true peace Soundness, hopes and strength Give us peace and harmony