A Rune of Hospitality
A rune of hospitality
I saw a stranger today
I put food for him in the drinking place
And music in the listening place.
In the Holy Name of the Trinity
He blessed myself and his house
My food and my family.
And the lark said in her warble
Often, often, often
Goes Christ in the stranger’s guise
O, oft and oft and oft,
Goes Christ in the stranger’s guise.
