The Tribe of the Helpers

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The Tribe of the Helpers

The ways of the world are full of haste and turmoil;

I will sing of the tribe of the helpers who travel in peace.

He that turneth from the road to rescue another,

Turneth toward his goal:

He shall arrive in time by the foot-path of mercy,

God will be his guide.

He that taketh up the burden of the fainting,

Lighteneth his own load:

The Almighty will put his arms underneath him,

He shall lean upon the Lord.

He that speaketh comfortable words to mourners,

Healeth his own hurt;

In the time of grief they will come to his remembrance.

God will use them for balm.

He that careth for a wounded brother,

Watcheth not alone:

There are three in the darkness together,

And the third is the Lord.

Blessed is the way of the helpers,

The companions of the Christ.