The Joy of the Heart

So filled it overflows oh such joy in my heart For it so truly knows to which it is now a part It's borders are broken every inch being filled By the Words He's Spoken as the Father Willed For Pure is His Word as silver tried in a furnace As being stirred with the ferocity of it's earnest This joy leaping out and clinging to every page Fighting my very bout as all of life's lessons rage You can never extinguish for it is Everlasting However one could easily miss while casting But if one should seek, it will easily be found For in so being meek you will never be bound With wave upon wave each new Glory revealed All our LORD gave so our hearts could be sealed So just in the knowing of this one point alone Leaves the heart glowing by the Light He's shone Psalms 12:6 “The words of the LORD are pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.” God has never broken even one of His Promises. His Word has been, is, and always will be True. Blessed are "those" who believe, yet have not seen.