Blessed Are They That Hunger: And Thirst After Righteousness: For They Shall Be Filled

If we were longing for the bread That cometh down from heaven; If for the water that he said To thirsty souls is given;

Then boldly should we come to thee, And plead for that we want; For in our souls desire would be An earnest of the grant.

But when thy sun shines from the skies, Earth smiles back to her lord: In upward looks our hopes arise, Responsive to thy word.

Our souls, dry empty vessels set Thy rain to hold and lend, Lie open to thy heaven, O let The righteousness descend.