1 Blest is the man whose softening heart
Feels all another's pain;
To whom the supplicating eye
Was never raised in vain:
2 Whose breast expands with generous warmth
A stranger's woes to feel;
And bleeds in pity o'er the wound
He wants the power to heal.
3 He spreads his kind supporting arms
To every child of grief;
His secret bounty largely flows,
And brings unasked relief.
4 To gentle offices of love
His feet are never slow:
He views, through mercy's melting eye,
A brother in a foe.
5 Peace from the bosom of his God,
The Saviour's grace shall give;
And, when he kneels before the throne,
His trembling soul shall live.
Source: Laudes Domini: a selection of spiritual songs, ancient and modern for use in the prayer-meeting #469
First Line: | Blest is the man, whose softening heart |
Author: | Mrs. Barbauld |
Meter: | 8.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |