To Our Lord, Upon The Water Made Wine Poem by Richard Crashaw

To Our Lord, Upon The Water Made Wine



Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life,
Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of thy reign,
Distills from thence the tears of wrath and strife,
And so turns wine to water back again.

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