Brilló La Luz Siendo Día

The light shone being day
And love became word
The field was more fruitful
And people more united
Thank you, Lord!

Happy are the poor in spirit
But rich in tenderness
Their heaven will be more heavenly
Their poverty more fortune

Happy are the meek in spirit
But strong without violence
The earth will be sweetness
And not a land of harshness

Happy are those who in pains
Have dry eyes already
Heaven will be on the ground
Pain turned into joy

Happy are the pure in spirit
And innocent in their lives
Their eyes will be bright stars
To see the divine light