Poor, The

Verse 1

Blest is the man whose heart doth move,
And melt with pity, to the poor;
Whose soul, by sympathizing love,
Feels what his fellow-saints endure.

Verse 2

His heart contrives, for their relief,
More good than his own hands can do;
He, in the time of general grief,
Shall find the Lord has pity too.

Verse 3

His soul shall live secure on earth,
With secret blessings on his head,
When drought, and pestilence, and dearth
Around him multiply their dead.

Verse 4

Or, if he languish on his couch,
God will pronounce his sins forgiven,
Will save him with a healing touch,
Or take his willing soul to heaven.

Verse 1

Blest is the man, whose softening heart
Feels all another’s pain;
To whom the supplicating eye
Was never raised in vain;--

Verse 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.

Verse 3

He spreads his kind supporting arms
To every child of grief;
Hie secret bounty largely flows,
And brings unasked relief.

Verse 4

To gentle offices of love,
His feet are never slow;
He views, through mercy’s melting eye,
A brother in a foe.

Verse 1

Lord, from thy blessed throne,
Sorrow look down upon!
God save the poor!
Teach them true liberty,
Make them from tyrants free,
Let their homes happy be!
God save the poor!

Verse 2

The arms of wicked men
Do thou with might restrain--
God save the poor!
Raise thou their lowliness,
Succor thou their distress,
Thou whom the meanest bless!
God save the poor!

Verse 3

Give them stanch honesty,
Let their pride manly be--
God save the poor!
Help them to hold the right,
Give them both truth and might,
Lord of all life and light!
God save the poor!

Verse 1

There are lonely hearts to cherish,
While the days are going by;
There are weary souls who perish,
While the days are going by;
If a smile we can renew,
As our journey we pursue,
Oh, the good we all may do,
While the days are going by.

Refrain

Going by, going by,
Going by, going by,
Oh, the good we all may do,
While the days are going by.

Verse 2

There’s no time for idle scorning,
While the days are going by;
Let your face be like the morning,
While the days are going by;
Oh, the world is full of sighs,
Full of sad and weeping eyes;
Help your fallen brother rise,
While the days are going by.

Verse 3

All the loving links that bind us,
While the days are going by;
One by one we leave behind us,
While the days are going by;
But the seeds of good we sow
Both in shade and shine will grow,
And will keep our hearts aglow,
While the days are going by.

Verse 1

There are lonely hearts to cherish,
While the days are going by;
There are weary souls who perish,
While the days are going by;
If a smile we can renew,
As our journey we pursue,
Oh, the good we all may do,
While the days are going by.

Refrain

Going by, going by,
Going by, going by,
Oh, the good we all may do,
While the days are going by.

Verse 2

There’s no time for idle scorning,
While the days are going by;
Let your face be like the morning,
While the days are going by;
Oh, the world is full of sighs,
Full of sad and weeping eyes;
Help your fallen brother rise,
While the days are going by.

Verse 3

All the loving links that bind us,
While the days are going by;
One by one we leave behind us,
While the days are going by;
But the seeds of good we sow
Both in shade and shine will grow,
And will keep our hearts aglow,
While the days are going by.