7: Merciful

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7 Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy


A void heart with a good mind

Is ready for everything, undefined

Is his nature. Then he

Becomes open to all, free

Is his nature. Then comes

A poor soul. He do not succumbs,

Pitiful is his soul, cries for the tormented,

His soul never knows like others hatred,

Only desires well being of all,

Pray that danger doesn't befall

On the distressed.

Problem faced

By the multitude, he sees no reason,

Beyond happy in any season,

Do whatever as he can,

Putting remorse to an everlasting ban.

This is mercy, he gives and gets.

Donating, he readily forgets.

God enters in his void heart,

Negative feeling is made to part.

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