They call me a man, and among them, yes I am.
But that is not the sum of my name.
For there are those who were, long before I was,
and they have been faithful to remain.
God is first and God is last,
all else falls to and fro.
Among the throng I do belong;
But a child, and from below.
Ancient ages past have seen
The Faithful do His will.
Though in your sight maturity’s mine,
A child I was, and still.
The pride of man: “I’ve grown enough;
I’ve conquered all I have.
Respect me now for I’ve become.
Yes, I’ve become a man!”
And He said, “Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.”