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Whoever is Homeless on This Day
Translated by Edward Ginsburg

Whoever is wandering and on this night,
Feels kin with a tear, let him come to me,
I’ve pit out the light and drawn my curtain,
And prepared his welcome and food and drink.

And as with my bread this solitude I share,
This bread my hands doth break asunder,
None refused nor anyone be shamed.

And my poor word, oh, my poor word share
How bitter or how venomous the palate,
Its paper path leads on to God,
Bearing him your silent dream and grief.

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