1 

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.

 2 

The Lord, who left the heavens,

   Our life and peace to bring,

To dwell in lowliness with men,

   Their pattern and their King.

 3 

He to the lowly soul

   Doth still Himself impart,

And for His dwelling and His throne

   Chooseth the pure in heart.

 4 

Lord, we Thy presence seek;

   May ours this blessing be;

Give us a pure and lowly heart,

   A temple meet for Thee.