56. And seeing the multitudes, He went up into, &c.—5:1, 2. 1 I LEAVE a careless world below, Mix’d with the multitudes I go, By faith the mount ascend, In strong desire to Christ draw near, And wait in humble hope to hear The sinner’s heavenly Friend. 2 Open Thy mouth, celestial Lord, Open my heart to catch the word Which still proceeds from Thee; And let Thy lips replete with grace Drop peace and joy and righteousness On all Thy church and me. 57. Blessed are the poor in spirit: for