While We Are Living Here

1 Only a little word or two,
Only a whispered pray’r,
Given to cheer another life,
When press’d by stress and care;

This will lighten the burdened heart,
And clear the cloudy sky;
I know we each my helpful be,
If we would always try.

2 Only a kindly turn or two,
Given as we pass by;
Only a little warmth of heart
For those afraid to try;

This will lighten the burdened heart,
And clear the cloudy sky;
I know we each my helpful be,
If we would always try.

3 Only a little act or two,
Sown for the afterwhile;
Carrying for the sad of soul
A sunny, cheerful smile:

This will lighten the burdened heart,
And clear the cloudy sky;
I know we each my helpful be,
If we would always try.

4 Ah yes, it is the little gifts
Which loving souls possess,
That ever serve, if offered,
To ease life’s strain and stress;

And all burdens will lighter be;
All cloudy days will clear,
When each will strive to do some good,
While they are living here.

Source: Exalted Praise: a twentieth century collection of sacred hymns for the church, Sunday school, and devotional meetings #78

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