Lord of life,
Lord of breeze, of warmth and softest light
Lord of song and answered cries
Lord of long days and sleepless nights

Lord of rest
Lord of this stabled space to reflect
Lord of this precious gift of stillness
I confess you caught my breath

Lord of promise
Lord who gifted this anointed child
Lord of fresh mercies, of long goodness
I weep in the sheen of his just-fed smile

I breathe a quiet celebration (lest he wakens)
and marvel at this still starry light
I wonder at this crowning moment
and whisper thanks for this long-promised life

I pledge my life to raise our son
to teach him the wonders of your kingdom
I surrender him now, done and done
and pray he grows in strength and wisdom

I thank you, Lord, for this new life
and wonder again in mid-elation
how Mary contains her cradled delight
while swaddling the first-born of your new creation