And turning His gaze toward His disciples, He began to say, "Blessed are you who are poor, for yours is the kingdom of God.
Blessed are you who hunger now, for you shall be satisfied.
Blessed are you who weep now, for you shall laugh.
Blessed are you when men hate you, and ostracize you, and insult you, and scorn your name as evil, for the sake of the Son of Man.
Be glad in that day and leap for joy, for behold, your reward is great in heaven. For in the same way their fathers used to treat the prophets."
"But woe to you who are rich, for you are receiving your comfort in full.
Woe to you who are well-fed now, for you shall be hungry.
Woe to you who laugh now, for you shall mourn and weep.
Woe to you when all men speak well of you, for their fathers used to treat the false prophets in the same way."
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winter is leaving. january has left
me a memory and
a sadness
blooming in my breast
how blessed is that empty bliss
to feel its prick
on my
heart. that bitter kiss
makes in me an awful yearning
to praise the heavens;
to cry
for and lament everything
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