Born in a time of war and grief In a time of pain She saw her land was not her own It was under English reign
She heard a voice from above The voice of her dear Lord He told her to take back her land With blood and with sword
She was known for courage great She would never flea Her King sent her to Orleans And she won the victory
She was taken prisoner Near the town of Compiegne She was taken there before the court And was tried for heresy
She heard a voice from above The voice of her dear Lord He told her to take back her land With blood and with sword
She was a nation's own hero At the age of seventeen But two years later then she died With a grace so seldom seen
When they tied her to the stake And lit the raging flame For then her body they could kill But never kill her name
She heard a voice from above The voice of her dear Lord He told her to take back her land With blood and with sword He told her to take back her land With blood and with sword With blood and with sword With blood and with sword