Blest are the merciful
Henryk michael kurylewski
I lift my eyes to the mountains
From where shall help come to me?
My hope comes from the lord my God
For he is merciful
From where shall help come to me?
My hope comes from the lord my God
For he is merciful
When we are lost, he searches for us
To hold us in his arms
His holy blood will heal our wounds
To breathe new life into us
Blest are the merciful, blest are the merciful
For it is mercy, that shall be shown to those who show mercy
Unless the lord forgives when we fall
We wouldn’t be able to stand
But he forgives, he pardons us
Let us do the same
God paid our debts with the blood of his son
Who rose to life from the tomb
Our spirit within cries out to the world
Jesus is the lord!
So cast aside your fear and have faith
Give your cares to the lord
Trust in him for he has risen
The lord your God is alive!
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