The one who has cared for us from the beginning
Entrusts us to parents and gives us teachers,
Whose love has no bound and no measure,
Wanted to grow something great from nothing.

He called from nothing, taught us to speak,
From cradle and school gathered us into society,
Through death he leads us to truly live,
So that the one who killed
Would have no more right.

He waters and feeds at the lower levels,
Uses circumstances as intermediaries.
He calls us home no longer by families,
But into a family of descendants and forebears.