Let us welcome our new baby
The way the ancients welcomed strangers.
We'll wash his feet and bring him welcome,
And sing the joy of Brit Shalom.

In olden days, we made a cruel cut.
We will replace it with a covenant
To do no harm to precious babies,
And do no violence in G-d's name.

When we welcome our baby,
The only tears will be of joy, not pain.
Our child's body was formed well at birth.
Let's leave all parts as the creator made.

Now let us sing of new tradition.
There'll be no pain on the eighth day.
Parent and child will feel a loving bond.
This is the joy of Brit Shalom.