  Hide the outcasts, and bewray not Him that wand’reth to be free; Haste!—deliver and delay not;— Let my outcasts dwell with thee. Shelter thou shalt not refuse him, Lest, with him, his Lord ye slight; When, at noon, the foe pursues him, Make thy shadow dark as night. With thee shall he dwell, protected, Near thee, cherished by thy side; Though degraded, scorned, neglected,— Thrust him not away, in pride. As, in truth, ye would that others Unto you should succor lend, So, to them, as equal brothers, Equal love and help extend. Thou shalt not the slave deliver To his master, when he flees:— Heritage, from God, the Giver, Yield them freely, where they please. As thyself, Thou wouldst shield from murd’rous arm, So the slave, thy equal brother, And his household, shield from harm. Hearken, ye that know and fear me, Ye who in my law delight; Ye that seek me, and revere me, Hate the wrong, and love the right. Fear ye not, when men upbraid you, |
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