Hospitality

Heaven from above looks down with kindly eye,
   On him who takes the weary wanderer in,
   When the night deepens, and the storms begin 
To pour their terrors from the darkened sky; 
Poor pining prey of pitiless poverty.
   Outcast perchance for deeds of cherished sin,
   Let not his prayer from thee no kindness win. 
Nor to his need what thou canst give deny:
    GOD gave thee bread to feed thy starving brother; 
He gave thy roof to shelter the distressed;
   What thou wouldst ask deny not to another; 
So shall thy fields and thou thyself be blessed ;
   For as thou sowest shall thy harvest be; 
And with what hand thou giv'st, it shall be given to thee.