Say something beautiful, that tired minds may rest;
Gently refreshing, like cool springs upon dry tongues.
True words, for the lonely and the sick to feel loved,
No more of unused stomachs that swell,
Of those who cannot cry anymore.
Say something beautiful.

Give generously your thoughts of pleasantness,
For those dying; remind them of His love, with kisses.
Remove their fears with a flood of loveliness.
Soothe, before moments of agony, with hope assured.
Speak love, before we part.
Say something beautiful.

Our Beloved is saving the faithful through afflictions.
He waits patiently to receive us home to happiness,
To ecstasies, of everlasting delight;
Keeping His promises, for the lowly and forlorn.
Will end all pain, tears, and doubts.
Our spirit will swell with indescribable joy, forever.