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