“Blessed is He That Considereth the Poor”

Lyrics

Hope is gone from hollow eyes
Shoulders sagging low
Weary feet shuffle through the street
But there is no place to go
And if you stop and listen, you can hear their cry
Is anybody there? Does no one care
If we live or if we die?

Chorus Blessed is he that considereth the poor
The Lord will deliver him
He who has pity on the poor lendeth unto the Lord
What he has given will be paid to him again
Blessed, blessed are the merciful
For mercy will be shown to them
Blessed is he that considereth the poor
The Lord will deliver him

Now you can feed the hungry
You can care for the sick and old
And you can give the homeless a shelter from the cold
But, if you know Jesus, you can give them so much more
A brand-new life that never ends
Just point them to the door

Chorus

Some soul out there is dying
Their thread of hope is growing slim
Blessed is he that considereth the poor
The Lord will deliver him