Blessed are they who dwell in your house Lord, they ever sing your praise.
Blessed are those who do not seek comfort, but walk the pilgrim ways.
They are sustained through great heat and dryness, drawing from God’s deep springs.
Blessed are they for they are forgiven, they live to praise their King.

Lord God of Hosts look down from the heavens, grant to the world your peace.
Look on the poor with favour; bring the oppressed relief.
Look down, O Lord, with mercy on rulers; teach them, to know your ways.
Let the whole earth acknowledge you are the Lord who reigns.

If God be for us, who can condemn us? Who can withstand his love?
Shall peace or war or famine or hunger place us beyond his love?
No! Now through Jesus, crucified, risen, we have been justified.
We are redeemed – no charge placed against us, since Jesus Christ has died.

God raised him up, exalted to heaven, seated at his right hand.
He intercedes there for us. There by his grace we stand.
Nothing on earth, in death, or in heaven, things present or to come,
nothing in all creation can separate us from his love.

© Berj Topalian 1992