Lord, when you gave your Church-to-be This Rule of Happiness, You overthrew the worldly view That judges by success. Your grace impart, And write your words on every heart. How happy are the humble souls Who turn the other cheek; How comforted they are who mourn; How fortunate the meek, Who shall possess The earth, so strong this gentleness. How happy are the pure in heart, Who see the God of Light; The merciful who mercy reap; And those who do the right; Who never cease, However wronged to work for peace. Now heaven is knocking on our doors; The Rule of Love begins; In you, the God whose world this is Redeems us from our sins. How happy they Who find in you, Life, Truth, and Way