You were a babe of mine, I watched you born, and wept with joy to see your sticky head. I held you in my arms. I watched you, awe-struck, as you slept. I love you, Christ of God: you were a babe of mine. You were a boy of mine. You wallowed in the sand. You copied me at work, and played with hammer, wood and nails. You talked to me, and held my hand. I love you, Christ of God: you were a boy of mine. You were a youth of mine. Quite suddenly you grew, and questioned all my words and ways. I felt you breaking free. I raged, admired, and feared for you. I love you, Christ of God: you were a youth of mine. You were a son of mine, full grown, my hope and pride. You went your puzzling way, a man so ready, fine and young: life broke in me the day you died. I love you, Christ of God: you were a son of mine. You are the life of all, the Christ, the Chosen One. You loved and gave yourself for me; As I belong to you, new worlds are born, new life begun. I love you, Christ of God: you are the life of all.