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John Newton - The Joy Of The Lord Is Your Strength
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Joy is a fruit that will not grow
In nature`s barren foil;
All we can boast, till Christ we know,
Is vanity and toil. 

But where the Lord has planted grace;
And made his glories known;
There fruits of heavenly joy and peace
Are found, and there alone. 

A bleeding Saviour seen by faith,
A sense of pard`ning love;
A hope that triumphs over death,
Give joys like those above. 

To take a glimpse within the veil,
To know that God is mine;
Are springs of joy that never fail,
Unspeakably divine! 

These are the joys which satisfy,
And sanctify the mind;
Which make the spirit mount on high,
And leave the world behind. 

No more, believers, mourn your lot,
But if you are the Lord`s
Resign to them that know him not,
Such joys as earth affords.
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