Text: | The Beatitudes |
1 Bless'd are the humble souls, who see
Their ignorance and poverty;
Treasures of grace to them are giv'n,
And crowns of joy laid up in heav'n.
2 Bless'd are the men of broken heart,
Who mourn for sin with inward smart;
For them divine compassion flows,
A healing balm for all their woes.
3 Bless'd are the meek, who stand afar
From rage and passion, noise and war:
God will secure their happy state,
And plead their cause against the great.
4 Bless'd are the souls, who thirst for grace,
Hunger and long for righteousness:
They shall be well supplied and fed
With living streams and living bread.
5 Bless'd are the men, whose hearts still move,
And melt with sympathy and love;
They shall themselves from God obtain
Like sympathy and love again.
6 Bless'd are the pure, whose hearts are clean
From the defiling power of sin:
With endless pleasure they shall see
A God of spotless purity.
7 Bless'd are the men of peaceful life,
Who quench the coals of growing strife:
They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss,
The sons of God, the God of peace.
8 Bless'd are the suff'rers who partake
Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake:
Their souls shall triumph in the Lord,
Glory and joy are their reward.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Bless'd are the humble souls, who see |
Title: | The Beatitudes |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1845 |
Topic: | Holy Spirit: Gospel Call |