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.