Blessed Are the Humble Souls That See
Words: Isaac Watts, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, circa 1710.
Music: Danvers, Lowell Mason, Juvenile Psalmist, 1829
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Blest are the humble souls that see Their emptiness and poverty; Treasures of grace to them are giv’n, And crowns of joy laid up in Heav’n.
Blest are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart; The blood of Christ divinely flows, A healing balm for all their woes.
Blest 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.
Blest are the souls that thirst for grace Hunger and long for righteousness; They shall be well supplied, and fed With living streams and living bread.
Blest are the men whose bowels move And melt with sympathy and love; From Christ the Lord they shall obtain Like sympathy and love again.
Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean From the defiling powers of sin; With endless pleasure they shall see A God of spotless purity.
Blest are the men of peaceful life, Who quench the coals of growing strife; They shall be called the heirs of bliss, The sons of God, the God of peace.
Blest 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.
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