Shelter

If I were on the ground crying would you help me?

If I were hungry and I needed a meal would you feed me?

If I smelled foul and I needed bathing would you bathe me?

If you turned me away and left me there standing I would still love you, I would still love you.

If I was hurting and my skin was bleeding would you bandage me?

If my life was in danger and I needed a safe home would you shelter me?

If I needed some clothes to put on my back would you clothe me?

If you turned me away and left me alone I would still love you, I would still love you.

If I was afraid and my body was shaking would you come hug me?

If I was blind and my eyes couldn't see, would you hold my hand and guide me?

If I was dying in a sea of destruction would you be there to save me?

If you turned me away and left me to die I would still love you. I would still love you.

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Zechariah 7:10

"Do not oppress the widow or the fatherless, the foreigner or the poor. Do not plot evil against each other”

Deuteronomy 10:18

"He defends the cause of the fatherless and the widow, and loves the foreigner residing among you, giving them food and clothing”

Leviticus 23:22

"When you reap the harvest of your land, do not reap to the very edges of your field… leave them for the poor and the foreigner”

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The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

Emma Lazarus / November 2, 1883

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With Love, RHC ❤️