In the garden of consciousness
In fertile mind there lies the dormant seed
When blooming as charity
Conscience breathes a sigh of relief

The confessions of sleep
The awakening seed
Moved by love to serve
We celebrate all

Merit in life
Ah, the confessions of sleep
Unfolding peace
As we extend

According to need
And you will hear the call
All action great and small
Received joyfully

Heaven abounds
Let love resound
If he be mute
Give him a bell

If he be blind, an eye
It he be down, a hand
Lift up your voice
Lift up your voice

Lift up your voice
Give of your mind one mind
Give of your heart one heart
Give of your voice

One voice