O Lord, it is time to pray
Our work is over
Sun puts its time card into sunset
Stars are getting ready to dance.
Make the retirees enjoy their dinners
Let our friends in hospitals
share their hope with their nursing home friends!
Let our weak breath still make music with flute
And help our feeble fingers to play violin for you
Our Autumn voices should join to praises for you
We will all kneel down and wait for your Grace!