Dieu premier servi - les paroles de Ste Jeanne d'Arc

Rise, Jeanne of Lorraine, daughter of God I am Michel, protector of France There is a grande pitié au royaume de France Speak to me in French, il le faut, Dieu t'assist I'm the prime minister. I'm not sure. God alone loves Obéissante Jeanne surrenders to your colors I come, she said, from the side of my lord Lead me to the Dauphin, God has chosen me We will lead him to his sacred abode to fight the enemy. Le Dauphin sera roi despite his enemies The kingdom of France belongs to my lord. Robert de Baudricourt asks him what is your Seigneur? And Jeanne la Pucelet replied to him the King of Heaven I'm not going to tell you. You make me the King of Heaven, by me you will be sanctified And you will be crowned in the city of Reims You will be lieutenant of the King of Heaven who is King of France. Gentle Dauphin, why don't you believe me? God have mercy on you, your kingdom, your people. Car Saint-Louis, Charlemagne are on their knees before him. Priant pour vous, héritiers de France and true sons of the king On the flag of Saint-Nom-Jésus-Marie Christ in glory holds the globe of the world Catherine Marguerite, he says, carrying the fire Take the banner of the King of Heaven, God will help you. Pas d'Angleterre, make reason with the King of Heaven Give me the keys to the cities taken in France. She is come from God to claim royal blood. Allez-vous en, en vos pays, car partout I'll reach your people Portes d'Orléans, I write to you, don't believe me. That you hold the kingdom of France of God De Dieu le roi du ciel, fils of Sainte-Marie, the King of the heavens, the son of Saint Mary But King Charles will hold him, for the King of Heaven wills him. I've come to rout the enemy out of all France. The gendarmes will fight, God will give the victory. After the victories of Orleans, Apathe It's not Normandy we have to go to. We must go to Reims to make the king crowned. The power of his adversaries is always diminishing. Dors du sacre, Jeanne declares about his banner He was in pain, it is good that he is in honor. I like to see my banner more than my sword The happiness of my banner, I attribute only to our Lord. Duke of Burgundy, you will not be victorious. Those who will heal in France do so against the King Jesus King of heaven and of the world, my legitimate and sovereign Lord Please, ask the hands together not to make war I pray he grant the benefaction of peace. Everything belongs to God, our cire Dieu soit le premier servi I was sent to comfort the poor, the destitute. Mes bons amis, pray to God for me because I am betrayed You can chain me but you won't. La grâce, l'onction divine qui est sur la France is a French word. I declare to you, my ways were of God No, they didn't fool me, yes, they really came from heaven Merci Jeanne, martyr and patroness for France A question from the judges, are you in state of grace? You answer by showing us the example. If I'm not there, they'll want me to put it in. And if I am, they want me to keep it. Entraîne-nous dans la prière de ton martyr à Rouen. Entraîne-nous in the prayer of your martyr to Rouen. Entraîne-nous in the prayer of your martyr to Rouen. Hold the cross and lift it before my eyes until the last moments. With you we want to repeat the holy name of Jesus Contemplate the dove who from the brasier rises to the sky Your heart, oh Jeanne, the puce in the brazier has not burnt Jeté en scène, he bat in the artère of France To the tune of the holy names of Jesus and Mary We want to give our lives to you. I am come to the King of France from God. And from the side of the holy Virgin Mary And of all the saints and saints of paradise De l'église triomphante de là-haut and by their command