Classic Poem

The Father was and aye shall be
And is withouten end;
The Son died upon the tree,
Our false foen to schend;
The Holy Ghost that maketh Three
That may us grace send:
All is one in Trinity
What way thou turn or wend.
I may say withouten boast
The Holy Book lieth never;
Father and Son and Holighost
Be with us now and ever!