St. John baptized with water, we all know,
And taught us how to pray and to repent,
But few can drink his words, which since then flow,
For no one wants to live with the head bent.
With his wild nature and his gloomy mood
He carried out his mission to the end
And scolded people as much as he could,
Because he wanted all to comprehend.
The sinners, being scared to let him loose,
Chopped off his head in prison, late at night,
But even though he suffered this abuse
Received from God relief and holy light.
The Jordan gently flows through these old lands,
Longing for John, who baptized with his hands.