I pray, oh Lord, for a softer touch.

One non-judgemental, one not rushed.

May my words encourage the fallen.

May my actions spur on the downtrodden.

May no evil spill from my lips;

May I remain in forever kindness.

I pray that my fingers lift those up,

who have found themselves with empty cup,

and may your love be fully reflected,

In my eyes, my touch, my words, respectively.