LORD, weary of a painful way,

All night our heads we would not lay

Under the naked sky;

But ask, who worthiest? who will best

Entreat a tired and lowly guest

With promptest courtesy?

And Thou art worthiest; there will not

One loving usage be forgot

By Thee; Thy kiss will greet

Us entering; Thou wilt not disdain

To wash away each guilty stain

From off our soiléd feet.

We enter, from this time to prove

Thy hospitality and love

Shown tow'rd Thy meanest guest:

From house to house we would not stray,

For whither should we go away?

With Thee is perfect rest.