Creeds  have danger, action is what counts
Love your neighbour subtly and with care
Tell the truth in suitable amounts

Good  deeds are done in secret,God’s about
But views of him are  hidden  and are rare
Creeds  are minor, action is what counts

Do not offend nor patronise nor doubt.
The beggars  in the doorway  room nowhere
Tell the truth in suitable amounts

Live a secret life  but sing and shout
Write a letter clear and tinged with flair
Creeds  are minor, action is what counts

Preach no gospel,  do not sulk or pout
Hunt  no beast,admire the mad March hare
Tell the truth in suitable amounts.

If you meet a stranger, do not stare
If you meet an angel be prepared
Creeds  have danger, action is what counts
Tell the truth in suitable amounts