Oh, Father, oh, Father, You’ve done me great wrong
You’ve trapped me in a body and kept me here too long
I forgot my origin and cannot help myself
I’m young and I’m long a growing

My son, my son, I’ve done you no wrong
I’ve bound you to a reflection of the One
I’ve given you a path to grow upon
You’re young and you’re daily growing

Oh Father, oh Father, if You do think it best
I’ll work here until I earn my rest
I’ll be a servant that You can count upon
I’m young and I’m daily growing

My son, my son, I’ll leave you on your own
You must do your best, though you may feel alone
One day you’ll realise I’m with you all along
You’re young and you’re daily growing

My habits are so strong, too long I’ve let them be
More clearly than ever my own nothingness I see
Though I find it painful to find out who I am
I’m young and I’m daily growing