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“What right hast thou to knock at my door?”
Dear Lord, a beggar did knock before,
And a woman weighted with deadly sin
Just called on your name and so passed in.
Dear Lord, a beggar did knock before,
And a woman weighted with deadly sin
Just called on your name and so passed in.
“What he wanted the beggar knew;
His rags were real, and his hunger true.
You have clothes to cover you, food to live,
What do you need that I needs must give?
His rags were real, and his hunger true.
You have clothes to cover you, food to live,
What do you need that I needs must give?
“The Woman fled from the touch of shame,
No credit shielded her blasted name;
But thou art quoted as rich and gay
By those who are both, so I say thee nay.”
No credit shielded her blasted name;
But thou art quoted as rich and gay
By those who are both, so I say thee nay.”
Ah Lord! the beggar faints not for food
As I for the truth of thy kingdom good,
Nor hath the wretch from the streets appealed
More nearly than I for thy mercy's shield.
As I for the truth of thy kingdom good,
Nor hath the wretch from the streets appealed
More nearly than I for thy mercy's shield.
Great need of Humanity! Hunger divine!
God's fatherhood, feed thou this spirit of mine!
And in the self-judgment which me doth abase,
With the poor and the sinful, let me see thy face.
God's fatherhood, feed thou this spirit of mine!
And in the self-judgment which me doth abase,
With the poor and the sinful, let me see thy face.
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