This is drawn straight from Matthew 5:6 (KJV), capturing the core promise and the soul’s holy longing that the poem expresses throughout.

And here is the poem paired with it:

Blessed Are They Which Do Hunger and Thirst After Righteousness

Before the dawn in golden hush descends,
A lark ascends with trembling, silver tone;
So wakes the soul where deepest longing blends,
To seek the righteousness that Christ alone
Bestows in gaze of mercy pure and bright.

As pilgrims lost in desert’s burning sand
Dream of green palms above a silver spring,
Where waters mirror heaven’s endless band,
The soul thirsts deep—its heart a fragile thing,
A vessel cracked, yet yearning for the tide
That from the Savior’s wounded side once flowed.

Behold the rose at morning’s gentle call,
Unfurling petals soft as whispered prayer,
Drinking the light till crimson flames enthrall,
Yet ever reaches toward the sun’s warm glare—
Thus yearns the soul, with passion whole and true,
To wear the spotless robe of Christ anew.

The mountains rise in solemn, snow-crowned grace,
Their peaks transfixed by stars in velvet night,
As if to taste the heavens’ holy place—
So climbs the spirit, breathless in its flight,
Drawn by a sacred hunger none can still,
For righteousness no mortal hand can frame,
But falls like manna on the soul’s wide hill,
A gift divine, in gentle blessing came.

O Savior, make this longing ever live—
The wind through emerald vales in silver flight,
The tide that kisses shores with joy to give,
The dawn’s bright flame that sets the sky alight—
Till every chamber of the heart is filled,
Overflowing with Thy righteousness complete,
And blessed peace the longing soul has willed,
Satisfied forever at Thy feet.

Let hunger grow, not fade in time’s long race,
But shine more radiant, like a river’s course
That finds the boundless sea in glad embrace—
Endless, alive, and held in love’s true source.