Who is my mother, who is my brother? all those who gather round Jesus Christ: Spirit-blown people born from the Gospel sit at the table, round Jesus Christ. Differently abled, differently labeled, widen the circle round Jesus Christ, crutches and stigmas, culture's enigmas, all come together round Jesus Christ. Love will relate us -- color or status can't segregate us, round Jesus Christ: family failings, human derailings -- all are accepted, round Jesus Christ. Bound by one vision, met for one mission we claim each other, round Jesus Christ: here is my mother, here is my brother, kindred in Spirit, through Jesus Christ.