NORFOLK

Our lord, who art Norfolk,
sallow is thy name.
Thine might have been done
as it was perversely so,
entombed in one untrusting faith.

Leave us England not
this heretic queen,
but deliver us
from Protestantism.

For thine is the wicked,
an evil forged upon treason
to the crown, this sacred land,
Forever, yet never
to be.

Amen.