Pure in Heart

The pure in heart are those
Whose faith taught them to seek
The promise Jesus shows
The lowly and the meek:
Belief in heaven’s best
Has brought them into rest;
Yes, everyone is blest
That’s pure in heart.

The pure in heart shall see
God and His holy ways,
For they, on bended knee,
Behold with steadfast gaze;
The veil is done away,
They joyously survey
God’s perfect work, for they
Are pure in heart.

The pure in heart resound
The notes of heaven’s choir,
For, yielding, they have found
What self cannot acquire;
No discord, dread, nor strain
With God to bring them pain,
But peace while they remain
The pure in heart.

The pure in heart are we
Who “Abba, Father” cry—
The precious unity
Wrought by the single eye;
Yes, this is why He died,
That we be purified;
He’s reigning now inside
The pure in heart.

The pure in heart, aflame
With heaven’s holy zeal,
Persistently proclaim
This crucial, clear ideal:
Join those that now possess
Our God’s own holiness,
And He Himself will bless
The pure in heart.