(For a PDF file of this poem, see the very end)
Blessed are the poor in spirit, all those who will stay humble,
For their kingdom is of heaven, the one which will not crumble.
Blessed are the ones who mourn, who, in this life, are sad,
For God will give them comfort and forever they’ll be glad.
Blessed are the ones so meek – who don’t misuse their strength,
For someday they will own the earth, its height and depth and length.
Blessed are the ones who hunger and thirst for what is right,
For they will be completely filled, won’t need another bite.
Blessed are the merciful, all those who do forgive,
For God will give them mercy too, forever they will live.
Blessed are the pure in heart, who truly do what’s right,
For they will get to see our God, He’ll always be in sight.
Blessed are the peacemakers, who help in stopping fights,
Each shall be called “child of God” because they do what’s right.
Blessed are God’s chosen ones when they are treated cruel,
For living right and doing good – for not acting like a fool,
For soon they’ll have a great reward when they stand before His throne,
Stepping into heaven, where all the pain is gone.
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