Sick Minds

When I am sick and dark depression

Lies all around with chilly breath-

What herbs or drugs shall I prescribe,

To save me from the hands of Death;

What remedy can I then find

To bring relief to my sick mind?

The teachings of my Master, Christ,

Are all the herbs or drugs I need;

To help one poorer than myself,

That is a remedy indeed:

To give a joy where there is none,

Is magic that restores my own.