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Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1] I came to the end of the road I was on, My pockets were empty, my strength was gone, No list of my virtues, no ladder to climb, Just a beggar at the door for the very first time. [Chorus] Blessed are the poor in spirit, The ones with empty hands, Heaven's door is standing open, And the kingdom's in their hands. [Verse 2] I used to bring trophies to prove I was right, I polished my record and held it to the light, But grace doesn't barter and love doesn't sell, It runs to the ones who can't save themselves. [Chorus] Blessed are the poor in spirit, The ones with empty hands, Heaven's door is standing open, And the kingdom's in their hands. [Bridge] I've got nothing, Lord, but need, Nothing but an open palm, And You fill it with Your kingdom, And You hold me in Your arms. [Final Chorus] Blessed are the poor in spirit, The ones with empty hands, Heaven's door is standing open, And the kingdom's in their hands, Yes, the kingdom's in their hands. [Outro] Empty hands... Full of heaven. [End]

