Jesus! Christus! Jesus! Natus!
In the manger of my body
Leaps the tiny child, and his breath
Is the word - the dance of God.

Corpus! Beatus! Peregrinus! Natus!
In the ocean of my head
The steadfast ship rides tide and storm
On its pilgrim crossing.

Oceanus! Peregrinus! Christus! Natus!
In the orchard of my heart
Springs the singing tree. Its root
Is faith and its sweet fruit charity.

Cor! Arbor! Amor! Christus!
Riding ship, springing tree,
And in the manger leaps the child
Who is the word - the dance of God.