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Lord, here in one to be baptised,
Not knowing how or when or where—
Too fresh on earth to be surprised
By a hidden cosmic care.
You, Lord, in Jordan were immersed,
One flesh with every child of Cain:
Earth’s angry children fret and thirst
Until justice falls like rain.
So at the font transcend our songs,
Give us the sign of things made new:
‘New earth’ is where this child belongs,
Who belongs, earth’s Goal, to you.
Yours is the new Church by water born,
Strong for all families on earth,
Our deadness, not your death, we mourn,
As you bring fresh hope to birth.
High our surprise at what you do,
Calling our race from tomb of death,
Lord, here is faith and water too—
Here is one to take deep Breath.
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