Let us then live for others

O sisters mine and brothers

Their pain let us appease

Stress from them release

A smile at times is enough

For the weary sailing rough

Let us save coins and change

And help from others arrange

And hear out the aggrieved

And embrace the bereaved

Items lying here and there

Those we can easily spare

Which we seldom or never use

Parting from them let us choose

Phone, skype and email

Their services we can avail

To inquire about those unwell

And who in tough times dwell

And before God let us cry

With that wailing teary eye

Prayers are gushing fountains

They can move mountains:

Lord! Take good care of the bitten

Shower thy mercy on the stricken