Bless are the meek and the poor in spirit

This beautiful beatitude, the very opening of Jesus's Sermon on the Mount, holds a profound and paradoxical truth. Here is a poem reflecting on its deep meaning.

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Blessed Are The...

Blessed are the meek, they say— Not the proud who lead the way, Not the forceful,grabbing hand, But those who quietly trust the land That God has promised.They shall inherit The earth,through gentle, humble spirit.

“Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.” —Matthew 5:5

Blessed are the poor in spirit—the ones Who know their soul's debt,before the Holy One's Awesome presence.They come with empty hands, And find His kingdom where true life stands. For theirs is the realm of heaven's grace, A sacred,promised, holy place.

“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” —Matthew 5:3

The world may call it weakness, this gentle, lowly state, A lack of ambition,a sorry fate. But Heaven sees the strength it takes to bend the knee, The courage to be nothing,so Christ is all we see.

To be poor in spirit is to be rich in need, To plant a tiny,mustard-plant seed. To be meek is not to be weak,but to be perfectly strong, To let His will be your only song.

So bless the soul that knows its lack, On whom the world would turn its back. For God draws near to those who know That He alone can make them grow.

He fills the hungry with good things, And to the humble,mercy brings. Blessed are the meek, the poor, the small— For God is greatest when we surrender all.

Amen.