by Elegy of the uprooting (personal) This one is for you — all you brothers and sisters of mine, struggling to survive in civil wars, or forced to flee your homes, risking your lives on your way to my country or other countries in Europe. May God be with you. [embedded content] Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’ The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’
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Elegy of the uprooting (personal)
This one is for you — all you brothers and sisters of mine, struggling to survive in civil wars, or forced to flee your homes, risking your lives on your way to my country or other countries in Europe.
May God be with you.
Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’
The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’