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Blessed are the merciful

Blessed are the tender ones
Who carry my mercy
In their very souls

Blessed are those who tremble
For the ones whose hearts
Have holes

For on them will always travel
Survivors

Blessed are they-

My life rafts

And blessed are you as the burdens
Become too much to bear

And the broken people

Break you

Blessed are you when you are all poured out
And now lie empty

For here

Am I

Blessed are you
Child of my heart

For through you
My blessings multiply
And My Kingdom

Is incandescent.