JOY LIKE A RIVER

JOY LIKE A RIVER

When news arrive on wings of sorrow,

When it's clear there's no path to my goal,

Whatever forecast they make of tomorrow,

From this river I will feed my soul!

Though devil wears the face of human,

And deep ugly scars make my flesh unwhole,

Beside the banks, I will park up my old van

And from it's clear waters feed my soul!

Though steps of my life be filled with pain,

Tears from my eyes spill over a bowl,

I will take heart and move again and again,

And feed joyful waters to my soul!

When my neighbors work against my good,

I'll pay no mind, be blind as a mole.

For He has promised success and countless food,

And waters of joy to feed my soul.

When joy like a river flows my way,

And all my sorrows, lost in a hole;

For you my brother, I will not cease to pray

That God's Joy flows steady through your soul.

©T.F.C.