No matter how low they may be,
They are your brothers! and often they sigh,
From the thraldom of sin to be free.
Oh, you who are strong, a duty you owe
To those who are tempted and weak,
Go to them in love, and in sympathy, go!
And words of encouragement speak.
To the weak ones of earth the angels come down,
And strive to uplift and to cheer.
O, then let us never pass by with a frown,