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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.
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 Savior 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.
---Alternative verses---
These are the joys which satisfy,
And purify the mind;
Which make the spirit mount on high,
And leave the world behind.
No more, believers, mourn your lot,
O, thou who art the Lord’s;
Resign to those who know Him not,
Such joy as earth affords.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1779
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Bible Refs:
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Neh 9:10;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1899 | # 392 | | 1826 | # 148 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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ELIZABETHTOWN
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1838
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 392 | Eb | | # 799 | Eb |
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