54. O Come Hither, All Ye Nations

1. O come hither, all ye nations,
And the Savior’s teaching hear;
Heed His Word, its benedictions
On the way of truth appear.
For He openeth His mouth
And the words of life come forth!

2. Blest are all the poor in spirit,
Who in deep humility
Here rely on Jesus’ merit,
For He will their Savior be.
He gives answer to their prayers,
And His Kingdom shall be theirs!

3. Blest are all who here are mourning
O’er the burden of their guilt;
For in vain they are not yearning, -
God’s rich grace to them is dealt.
He removes the guilt and pain,
Comforts the sad heart again.

4. Blest are all the meek and gentle,
Like the Lamb of humble heart;
True Humility their mantle,
They bid pride and wrath depart.
They who meekness here show forth
Will be hears of the new earth.

5. Blest are all who thirst and hunger
For the heav’nly righteousness,
For they shall be filled with wonder
O’er the joy they shall possess.
He who here for grace hath sighed,
Will be truly satisfied.

6. Blest are all whose mercy traces
Everyone in urgent need,
Whose impartial love embraces
Friend and foe with helpful deed.
He who now doth mercy love,
Mercy shall obtain above.

7. Blest are all who are pure-hearted,
Who God’s holy nearness share;
God’s own Spirit is imparted
To them, and His image fair;
They one day with joy untold
God in glory shall behold.

8. Blest are all who are upholding
Peace, and ever peace pursue;
Not like sinners, angry, scolding,
Vengeful, hateful, and untrue.
He who peaceful ways hath trod
Shall be called a child of God.

9. Blest are all who now must suffer
For the sake of righteousness;
After trials God will offer
Them eternal happiness.
They who suffer here and die,
There will live with Christ on high.

10. Blest are you when people chide you,
Hate you, slander scoffingly;
Lie about you, and deride you: -
“Yours the Kingdom yet shall be.”
You shall, in your gracious Lord,
Share the prophets’ rich reward.

11. Blest are all who here reproaches,
Without blame, and scorn must bear,
Patient till the end approaches,
God will then reward them there:
Crowns of righteousness will there
All the patient suff’rers wear.

12. Woe to you, ye rich, however;
You have comfort now and peace!
Woe, ye self-indulgent, never
Will your hunger-pangs there cease.
Woe, though you may laugh today,
As you others lead astray!