Rune of Hospitality
Translated from the Gaelic
By Kenneth MacLeod.

I saw a stranger yestreen;
I put food in the eating place,
Drink in the drinking place,
Music in the listening place;
In the sacred name of the Triune;
He blessed myself and my house,
My cattle and my dear ones;
And the lark said in her song,
Often, often, often
Goes the Christ in the stranger’s guise,
Often, often, often
Goes the Christ in the stranger’s guise.