I went inside and saw a black man on the bed. He was restless, thrashing and crying out. I talked to him, held his hand, his hand gripped mine tightly and still he would not calm down. Since words was not working, something told me to sing. But what, there was no sign what religion he could belong to. I was not able to sing Christian songs when I do not know if he is Christian. It came to me,  sing om mani pah me hum. The tune is very soothing. If he is Buddhist, he would recognize it. If he is not, that tune should be acceptable to all. I started singing it softly, over and over again. He slowly drifted into sleep.