Wednesday, March 05, 2014

Joy





Joy

O Christ,

All Thy ways of mercy tend to and end in my delight.
Thou didst weep, sorrow, suffer that I might rejoice.

For my joy Thou hast sent the Comforter,
multiplied Thy promises,
shown me my future happiness,
given me a living fountain.

Thou art preparing joy for me and me for joy;
I pray for joy, wait for joy, long for joy;
give me more than I can hold, desire, or think of.

Measure out to me my times and degrees of joy, 
at my work, business, duties.

If I weep at night, give me joy in the morning.

Let me rest in the thought of Thy love,
pardon for sin,
my title to heaven,
my future unspotted state.



4 comments:

  1. This is beautiful. Ah, how kind and merciful the Lord is to give joy to His beloved! Reminds me of Psalm 16:11, "You make known to me the path of life; in Your presence there is fullness of joy; at Your right hand are pleasures forevermore."

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    1. Emily Rose,

      I love Psalm 16 -- what a perfect companion passage for this excerpt!

      Blessings,
      Shannon

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  2. That's wonderful Shannon, thank you for sharing

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    1. Rachel,

      So glad you enjoyed it!

      Blessings,
      Shannon

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