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Confessio Christi: A Latin Biblical Poem

  • Writer: Aidan Bernstein-Lundy
    Aidan Bernstein-Lundy
  • Dec 11, 2025
  • 1 min read

Cogito ergo sum lux mundi.

I think therefore I am the light of the world. 


Quiesco ergo sum tenebrae.

I rest therefore I am the darkness.


Filius sum, sine sanguine patris.

I am the son, without his father’s blood. 


Filius sum, a muliere sanctissima portatus.

I am the son, borne by a woman most holy.


Ego sum salvator tuus, salute carens.

I am your savior, lacking salvation.


Propheta vester sum, prophetia carens.

I am your prophet, lacking prophecy.


Tuus sum ad laedendum, ad puniendum, ad peccatum tuum remittendum.

I am yours to hurt, yours to punish, yours to bear your sin. 


Tuus sum, pater cui non sum cognatus, ut me utaris prout libet

I am yours, father who I am not related to, to use as you will.


Instrumentum tuum sum, telum tuum, ludibrium tuum.

I am your tool, your weapon, your pawn. 


Non filius tuus.

Not your son.


Sum quod semper fui. 

I am what I have always been. 


Nihil.

Nothing.

 
 
 

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