Some verses in Torah are hard to carry, and Genesis 19:8 is one of them. Targum Pseudo-Jonathan translates it without softening.
"Behold, now, I have two daughters who have had no dealing with a man; I would now bring even them out to you to do to them as is meet before you, rather than you should do evil to these men, because they have entered in to lodge under the shadow of my roof."
Lot is offering his two daughters to a mob of rapists to protect his two guests. The ancient rabbis did not try to make this moment noble. They read it as proof of the corrosive effect of Sodom on even a well-intentioned man. Lot had lived too long in that city. His moral sense had rotted at the edges.
At the same time, the Targum preserves the phrase "under the shadow of my roof" — tulla d'shurayya — which in rabbinic Hebrew becomes a technical term for the sacred duty of a host. Lot is not wrong that hospitality is a supreme obligation. He is wrong that his daughters' bodies are currency he gets to spend for it.
The angels, in the next verses, will resolve the moment by striking the crowd blind and yanking Lot inside (Genesis 19:11). Neither his guests nor his daughters will be harmed. The text does not let Lot's offer stand as the solution.
The takeaway is sober. Good values held without wisdom can curdle into monstrous choices. Hospitality is sacred; daughters are not a hedge against its failure.