When you’re feeling all downhearted,

And life’s hard to understand,

Say, it’s fine to feel the pressure

Of a Brother’s friendly hand.

Just to know he sympathizes,

Though he doesn’t say a word;

How it starts your courage climbing,

As your heart is touched and stirred.

With an arm across your shoulders,

And a grip you love to find,

How it makes you feel the bounding

Of the hearts of humankind.

It is just a little token

Of an ever growing band,

For there’s faith and hope and courage

In a Brother’s friendly hand!