Blest Are The Pure In Heart Poem by John Keble

Blest Are The Pure In Heart

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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 dwelling 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.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
michael gregory 29 June 2018

only the first and third verses are by John Keble

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Brian Jani 01 May 2014

Nice poems, I like your style

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