Classic Poem

“Enough from out that well there flow'd,
blood and water, from wound so wide:
from bale of hell the blood us bought,
and ransom'd us from second death;
the water is baptism, sooth to say,
that follow'd the glaive so grimly ground,
that washeth away the guilt so fell
that Adam drown'd us with in death.
Now is there nought in this round world
'twixt us and bliss but what He withdrew;
all is restored in one fair hour.
The grace of God is great enough.