Cleansing Water

From temple of the Church His water flows
To irrigate our dry and barren land
And bathe us in His sunset’s after glow
To take to death creation by His hand
And raise it once again in light of dawn–
Cleansed of our sin by water’s cleansing might
And Word that says to Satan to “Begone,”
For you and sin can’t live in heaven’s light
That sparkles in His water, flows from grave
Through font that in the narthex now is found
And flows from there into the Church’s nave
To find its source on altar flowing down:
Gives beauty, truth to all who’re by it splashed,
And Satan’s plan for us forever dashed.