The Joy That Never Fails

The joy of the Lord is my strength, 

A refuge in the storm, a light at length.

With love and grace, He fits me high,

And fills my heart with a heavenly sigh,

In the morning, His joy comes anew,

Turning darkness to light, making all things true.

No problem too great, no burden too heavy,

For in His arms, I find rest and safety.

Through trials and pain, I find my way,

With the joy of the Lord, I face each day.

For in His presence, I am made whole,

And in His love, I find my soul.

So sing and shout with glee,

For the joy of the Lord has set us free.

With hearts full of praise and voices raised,

We'll walk in His joy all of our days.