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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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