Blest Are the Pure in Heart

Blest are the pure in heart

For they shall see our God;

The sec­ret of the Lord is theirs;

Their soul is Christ’s ab­ode.

The Lord

who left the heav­ens

Our life and peace to bring

To dwell in low­li­ness with men

Their pat­tern and their king.

Still to the low­ly soul

He doth Him­self im­part;

And for His cra­dle and His throne

Chooseth the pure in heart.

Lord

we Thy pre­sence seek;

May ours this bless­ing be;

Give us a pure and low­ly heart

A tem­ple meet for Thee.