Who is thy neighbor? all who need
The care and comfort you can give,
Despite their country or their creed,
Despite the land in which they live.
Who is thy neighbor? they whose eyes
Are dimmed by sorrow, pain and grief;
These claim thy sympathy; arise,
And carry to such souls relief.
Thy neighbor he whose bleeding feet
Need shelter from the winter's cold—
Who gives such shoes or bread to eat
Have a reward worth more than gold.
Who is thy neighbor? she whose way
With thorns and brambles sharp are fraught.
Go! smooth that hard rough road to-day
And both to heaven were nearer brought.
Thy neighbor he who thirsts for drink
And soon must fall to depths below—
Haste! snatch him from that awful brink
And angel bands thy deed shall know.
Thy neighbor he whose honest name
The thrusts of scandal deep have slain—
Fly to him, and in love proclaim
That this world's hate is heavenly gain.
Who is thy neighbor? all who need
The care and comfort you can give;
Despite their country or their creed,
Despite the land in which they live.