When life is so strange,
You can't seem to manage,
When events are so severe,
To those you hold dear,
When it's hard to even imagine,
Any good fortune...
Just think of me,
And, I'll help you be,
Content with contact,
That's heaven sent.
Servant.
Manager of the stranger.
May the goodness pass through,
To you,
May Her godlyness pour through,
Onto you.