Hymn on the 23rd Hour

A friend is a friend, is a friend 
Who, when brought to bear upon 
Does not confuse those obscure 
Answers somewhere between yes 
And no, a friend knows when you need him most. 

And a love's a spare shoulder to lay 
One's head on and talk for a while 
To listen and hold as, amongst us
The globe spins along and along 
A friend greater, to trust upon. 

Yet still a God does not sit down, nor lay 
Nor sleep, nor shiver, nor fear 
Yes a God's fit to listen each hour
And watch over when it becomes night 
A friend not abandoned by flight 

So by these three may ye blessed 
Just as the spring flow'r is blessed by the winds - 
Come from North, come from West, come from East,
& the seeds you expel bring them Peace.