The
list of reasons may be long
That
seem to ground our flight from sorrow, That rob us of a joyful song,
And dim our prospect of tomorrow.
Let
souls that still refuse the Lord
Be
rightly fearful and depressed, Since, by their choice, they have ignored
The only Way they may be blessed.
But
why, my soul, are you cast down?
The
Lord is still upon His throne! Should not His joy erase your frown,
Since He will not forsake His own?
His
lovingkindness rules the day,
And
in the night His song is near To bid my soul to come away
And listen to His voice of cheer.
Has
not He rescued you from wrath?
Has
not He proven what is right? Does not He guide you on your path
That shines yet more and more with light?
Should
not you hear what God has said
Through
what His prophets testified? Is not Christ risen from the dead
As He Himself had prophesied?
Yes,
weeping surely has its place,
And
we should weep with those who weep, Yet never turn our eyes from grace
Or from the oath that God will keep.
The
Lord has shown us how it ends:
The
serpent’s head shall soon be bruised. Though Satan with the Lord contends,
His end is sure; be not confused!
O
Lord, we thank You for Your joy!
Though
Satan, as a lion roaring, Would steal, kill, and then destroy,
Above it all, Your joy is soaring.
We’re
called to weep now as we go
To
sow the Gospel where we’re sent. Yet joy will follow, this we know,
As sinners trust You and repent.
Our
eyes are fixed upon Your love;
We
see beyond the present strife As we behold You, Lord, above
And You extend abundant life!
O
Lord, our joy is found in You!
We
are Your sheep who hear Your voice. Let nothing now obscure the view
Of all our reasons to rejoice!
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