These searching words were beyond defeat. They went home to his already convicted heart and mind like arrows. They hurt. They cut. They awakened. They called. They pierced. They pounded with giant fists. They lashed like spiked whips. They burned like a soul on fire. They clamored, and they whispered like a mother's love, and at last his heart opened: 2. _Forgiveness_ "I know the very words I said, They bayed like bloodhounds in my head. 'The water's going out to sea And there's a great moon calling me; But there's a great sun calls the moon, And all God's bells will carol soon For joy and glory, and delight Of some one coming home to-night.'" The Everlasting Mercy and the Widow in the Bye Street. And then came the consciousness that he was "done with sin" forever: "I knew that I had done with sin, I knew that Christ had given me birth To brother all the souls on earth," The Everlasting Mercy and the Widow in the Bye Street. which was followed by two "glories"--the "Glory of the Lighted Mind" and the "Glory of the Lighted Soul." I think that perhaps in our preaching on conversion we make too little of the regeneration of the "mind." Masefield does not miss one whit of a complete regeneration. 3. _The Joy of Conversion_ "O glory of the lighted mind. How dead I'd been, how dumb, how blind! The station brook to my new eyes Was babbling out of Paradise, The waters rushing from the rain Were singing, 'Christ has risen again!'" The Everlasting Mercy and the Widow in the Bye Street. And then the soul glory: "O glory of the lighted Soul. The dawn came up on Bradlow Knoll, The dawn with glittering on the grasses, The dawn which pass and never passes." The Everlasting Mercy and the Widow in the Bye Street. But that wasn't all. Masefield knows that the other self must be completely eradicated, so he makes Saul Kane change his environment entirely. He goes to the country. He plows, and as he plows he learns the lesson of the soil and cries: "O Jesus, drive the coulter deep To plow my living man from sleep." The Everlasting Mercy and the Widow in the Bye Street. And more word from Christ as he plowed: "I knew that Christ was there with Callow, That Christ was standing there with me, That Christ had taught me what to be, That I should plow and as I plowed My Saviour Christ would sing aloud, And as I drove the clods apart Christ would be plowing in my heart, Through rest-harrow and bitter roots, Through all my bad life's rotten fruits." The Everlasting Mercy and the Widow in the Bye Street.