to cast their sins away in running water.
Mumbling in their beards ... from books, and some from memory ...
punctilious enough they are ...
shaking their overcoats ... (those two men, look!)
Into deep river ... old Father St. Lawrence running to the sea.
Old men, believers—and a few young ones too.
You see? Turn round and look at the motor cars.
Look at that old old woman from the slums—
Grandmother of Isaac and Jacob and Abraham—
Look at her! Carefully shake, shake, shake, old Mother!