|BLEST are the humble souls that see
Their emptiness and poverty;
Treasures of grace to them are given,
And crowns of joy laid up in Heaven.
|2||Blessèd are they of broken heart,
Who mourn for sin with inward smart;
The blood of Christ divinely flows,
A healing balm for all their woes.
|3||Blest are the souls that long for grace,
Hunger and thirst for righteousness;
They shall be well supplied and fed,
With living streams and living bread.
|4||Blest are the saints whose hearts do move,
And melt with sympathy and love;
From Christ the Lord shall they obtain
Such sympathy and love again.
|5||Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean
From the defiling power of sin;
With endless pleasure they shall see
The God of spotless purity.
|6||Blest are the sufferers, who partake
Of pain and shame for Jesus’ sake;
Their souls shall triumph in the Lord;
Glory and joy are their reward.
|Isaac Watts, 1674-1748|