Lent Prayer of the Day

I saw a stranger yesterday.
I put food in the eating place,
drink in the drinking place,
music in the listening place,
and in the name of the Triune
the stranger blessed me, my house,
my cattle and my dear ones.
And the lark said in her song:
Often, often, often
goes the Christ in the stranger’s guise.
Often, often, often
goes the Christ in the stranger’s guise.

Gaelic Rune