Joy
Weep not my child
for pain and sorrow
truly endure only thru the night
glorious joy doth come in the morn.
And OH! What a bright
and overawing Joy!
And in the sight of such wondrous Joy
all earthly care fades
as the wisps of an early morning fog fade
when exposed to bright sunshine!
That terrific Joy is the Strength
of the Lord!
When you feel you have endured
all the pain and sorrow you can handle
and you must be at the end of that night...
Remember...
Glorious Joy doth come in the morn.
And OH! What a bright
and overawing Joy!!
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