I answered the voice that I was a poor girl who knew nothing of riding and warfare.
Go forward bravely. Fear nothing. Trust in God; all will be well.
If I be not in a state of grace, I pray God place me in it; if I be in it, I pray God keep me so.
I am the drum on which God is beating out his message.
Far rather would I sit and sew beside my poor mother, for this thing is not of my condition. But I must go, and I must do this thing, because my Lord will have it so. Rather now than tomorrow, and tomorrow than the day after!
The Maid and her soldiers will have the victory. Therefore the Maid is willing that you, Duke of Bedford, should not destroy yourself.