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“The joy of the Lord is your strength.” Neh. 8. 10

J. Newton                C.M.

 1
Joy is a fruit that will not grow
 In nature’s barren soil;
 All we can boast, till Christ we know,
 Is vanity and toil.

2
But where the Lord has planted grace,
 And made his glories known,
 There fruits of heavenly joy and peace
 Are found, and there alone.

3
A bleeding Saviour seen by faith,
 A sense of pardoning love,
 A hope that triumphs over death,
 Give joys like those above.

4
To take a glimpse within the veil,
 To know that God is mine;
 Are springs of joy that never fail,
 Unspeakable! divine!