Whatever you did to the least of these
To the least of these, you did unto me
When you extend generosity
Your activity won’t go unseen
Left hand, right hand, left hand, right hand
When you give don’t let the left see the right hand
Left hand, right hand, left hand, right hand
When you give, don’t let your pride take the bandstand
Whenever you pray with humility
From the heavenlies your Father will hear
Know, if you boast from your open door
There is little more reward left except for your tears
Inside, outside, inside, outside
So when you pray you close the door from the inside
Outside, inside, outside, inside
When you pray don’t let your pride steal the spotlight
Left hand, right hand, left hand, right hand
When you give don’t let the left see the right hand
Inside, outside, inside, outside
So when you pray you close the door from the inside
© Caryl Archer