Blessèd Are They That Are Persecuted

Blessèd are they that for His sake

Are per­se­cuted and re­viled;

Our Sav­ior’s love a Heav’n can make

When storms of earth are fierce and wild.

O

thoughts of Him who bore the cross

Should teach our hearts to bear with joy

Their bur­dens

tho’ in pain and loss

Whatever ills of earth an­noy!

Whatever ills of earth an­noy!

Blessèd are they! Bless­èd are they!

Blessèd are they that for His sake

Are per­se­cut­ed and re­viled;

May no­thing here our cour­age shake

While on we bear His yoke so mild.

O

still be faith­ful to the last

Untempted e’en amid des­pair!

Tho’

round the faith­ful

snares are cast

Theirs is Heav’n’s king­dom

bright and fair.

Theirs is Heav’n’s king­dom

bright and fair.

Blessèd are they! Bless­èd are they!