Classic Poem

" Servant of Jesus, bold and free,
What hast thou done, Sir Knight, for Me? "
I saw the Widow's tears, I heard the cry,
Her little ones in rags and misery,
Her household lamp gone out, her firelight sped,
In utter loneliness and lack of bread;
Then Master , in Thy place I stood! my hand
Was opened wide to that unhappy band.
I fed them, clothed them, and the Widow's prayer
Named my poor name who saved her from despair.
This, oh L ORD , I did for T HEE ,
Thou hadst done so much for me.