Lyrics:

There's an orphanage on Main Street Lonely children call it home When they go to count their blessings They have few to call their own But there is a special lady Who visits everyday She comes to bring them love To chase the loneliness away This is religion Pure, sweet and undefiled To love the widow The homeless, abandoned child This is religion God's purest intention To love as He first loved us This is religion She doesn't have too much But what she has she gives away 'Cause she knows inside her heart She couldn't live any other way Well, sometimes she goes without The things of worldly measure Knowing she is pleasing God Is her greatest treasure By the hand of Providence Some have more and some have less But it's not your wealth or poverty It's what you do when you see a need