How blessed are the lips that come with a kind word
Share a kiss and a gentle answer
Trade your stone for the bread of grace
Let kind words fill the air — Let peace rise
Blessed are the hands that care for the poor
Hands that serve when others walk away
Caring for the wounded and the fallen among us
Remembering to trust — when none else would
Blessed are the eyes that can see his brother’s sadness
Blessed are the lashes — that bear a lonely tear
Somewhere a song has lost its meaning
In the shadows a melody plays out of key
God bless the arms who reach out to the dying
Stretched out hands that give to the poor
Blessed are the feet that run into battle
Who love the masses, and honor each one
Somewhere a runner has lost his footing
Somewhere a champion loses heart
Blessed is the lamb who heals our diseases
Wondrous and mighty — He governs all day long
Bless the Lord, O my soul be still
In every way, be blessed
Be happy and blessed — you and yours
Let every heart be blessed this day
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