“Blessed are they that mourn.” 1 GRACIOUS soul, to whom are given Holy hungerings after heaven, Restless breathings, earnest moans, Deep, unutterable groans, Agonies of strong desire, Love’s suppress’d, unconscious fire; 2 Turn again to God thy Rest, Jesus hath pronounced thee blest: Humbly to thy Jesus turn, Comforter of all that mourn: Happy mourner, hear, and see, Claim the promise made to thee. 3 Lift to Him thy weeping eye, Heaven behind the cloud descry: If with Christ thou suffer