1. Her windows were adorned with spears
Until we left it like an arched lodge

2. They shake every tall, straight-speared one
Of moderate blade and slender shaft

3. As if their clamor when they marched forth
Were the hubbub of a fertile land

4. He leads us with his face bright
Noble of stance and rank

5. Dazzling white, his light shines for us
When the gloom of his retinue disperses

6. Bombards canopy him
With a porch of outspread hides unadorned

7. He helps us and makes us victorious through Him
And he whom God helps cannot be overcome

8. Your mother's ransom, and her children's too
And if you wish, I could add my father

9. So whoever is with us passes the night secure
While whoever is not with us will flee