I saw a stranger yestre’en
Put food in the eating place
Drink in the drinking place
Music in the listening place
And in the sacred name of the Triune God
He blessed myself and my house,
My cattle and my dear ones,
And the lark sang in her song,
Often, often, often,
Goes the Christ in stranger’s guise,
Often, often, often,
Goes the Christ in stranger’s guise.
“Celtic Prayer”, Simple Blessings for Sacred Moments: A Collection By Isabel Anders
Photo courtesy of Ira Mitchell