Care not or for your brother To all, your heart let you close, Ignore the pleas of all,
And care not who knows, That of and for all nothing you care, For that is how and what you are, If you honest be
Your better by far.
Too many give too much And want all to see and know, But false is the spirit in which they give What they give, the give for show. One angel among millions, Without working to get their reward, A baby, died in childbirth, Called home to the bosom of the Lord