Come unto Jesus
ye that mourn
Our blessèd Savior said;
His promises
how sure they are
Ye shall be comforted.
This promise
on that sacred mount
Was given by our Lord;
Rejoice
and be exceeding glad
For great is your reward.
Ye poor in spirit
unto you
How great the blessings giv’n;
His choicest promises are yours
Yours is the kingdom—Heav’n.
The meek
and they for Jesus’ sake
Who persecutions bear;
He promises a heav’nly home
A crown of glory there.
Be merciful
for unto such
He spares His chast’ning rod;
Be pure in heart
our Savior says
The pure shall dwell with God.
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