One walked beside me on the road,
Wearily, through the night;
I stooped to bear his heavy load,
And lo! my own was light.

One fainted, falling in a way
With rubble strewn, and stone;
I slaked his thirst with water cold
And found assuaged my own.

Lord, may I e'er reflect Thy love
In kindly thought and deed,
And find the blessing given him
Who meets his brother's need.

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