THE pilgrim and stranger who through the day Holds over the desert his trackless way, Where the terrible sands no shade have known, No sound of life save his camel's moan, Hears, at last, through the mercy of Allah to all, From his tent-door at evening the Bedouin's call: "Whoever thou art whose need is great, In the name of God, the Compassionate And Merciful One, for thee I wait!" For gifts in His name of food and rest The tents of Islam of God are blest; Thou who hast faith in the Christ above, Shall the Koran teach thee the Law of Love? -- O Christian! open thy heart and door, Cry east and west to the wandering poor: "Whoever thou art whose need is great, In the name of Christ, the Compassionate And Merciful One, for thee I wait!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LEPANTO by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON THE SHEPHERDESS by ALICE MEYNELL THE WOUNDED VULTURE by ANNE CHARLOTTE LYNCH BOTTA RECIPROCAL KINDNESS THE PRIMARY LAW OF NATURE by VINCENT BOURNE THE MANX WITCH; A STORY OF THE LAXDALE MINES by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |