Dear Lord be our Ph. D.,
For love, Lord, our hearts do make.      
Our hearts heal and set them free,
When troubled and when they ache.

Lord, you also were conceived,
To show when life first has worth.
Other stages then do follow,
As long as we're here on earth.

Help us obey your commands,
So mind and heart both are free:
Bestow on us your wisdom,
And also. Lord, your mercy.