So Blest
So blest! So
blest!
With scarlet
sunset in the skies -
Birds that sing
on wing so high,
The fragrance
of the flowers, sweet;
And precious
people that we meet.
So blest! So
blest!
When music
swells my heart within -
An old familiar
lasting hymn;
When tiny heads
are bent - hands clasp
And little
voice our blessings ask.
So blest! So
blest!
Simple
pleasures seem much more
When we
approach Eternity’s door -
Each day our
hearts can thankful be
For blessed
hours spent with Thee.
So blest! So
very blest to be
Born in a land
that’s brave and free;
Born to a
family loving Thee.
The things I
could not choose, but do -
Born with a
heart for loving You.
So when at
last, I lay me down
I’ll rise and
see my robe and crown -
A Crystal Sea
...and Jasper
walls...
I won’t mind
coming home at all
For I have
been... so blest! So blest!
© 2002
by Joan Clifton Costner
Psalms 30:12
To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee,
and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
