Blessed Are The Poor In Spirit. Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang
Blessed Are The Poor In Spirit.
Empty hands, a heart laid bare,
Knowing needs beyond compare.
No boasting loud, no puffed-up chest,
Just humble seeking, putting God to test.
A quiet spirit, softly low,
Where seeds of faith begin to grow.
This poverty, a riches true,
The kingdom waits, for me and you.
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