Bless’d are the pure in heart

Bless’d are the pure in heart,
  For they shall see our God;
The secret of the Lord is theirs,
  Their heart 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.
He to the lowly soul
  Doth still 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.
Syed Tariq Rafique

Reading, Berkshire, United Kingdom

The last verse of this hymn - which we often sang in the morning assembly before School - arose in my mind this morning. No reason for this recollection of a hymn I sang over 65 years ago in a school in Karachi Pakistan except perhaps the fondness of this verse or the tune itself. Actually many such hymns we sang happen to arise in my head on numerous occasions, because of their attractive tunes or words. Strange as I am now a total unbeliever. But the power of song and words to create emotions in the human breast is great, no matter what the purpose of the writer was or is. Many hymns of Christian origin are poetically composed and of soothing content - a tribute to our common humanity.

Sien Lie Lily

Purwokerto, Central Java, Indonesia

Wonderful Hymn :) Must be pure in heart to see God, so can be infused by Him to purify us, to produce the pure church to be His bride.


Worcester, MA, United States

According to stanza 2 we have this pattern. To be pure in heart to to eat this pattern and let this pattern be duplicated in us.