I once beheld a maiden so fair
She always had a secret lair
Where she communed with heavenly
grace
Granting her ease to run life’s
race
Seeing her fills one with rapturous
joy
Oh am not surprised her name is Joy
In love with Jesus I know she is
She’s so entwined I know she’s
His
His fruits I long to make mine,
she says
For I know with proof that it
pays
One of the fruits I’ve seen is
joy
Oh am not surprised her name is Joy
This is a sister that looks so
comely
Who makes everyone around feel
homely
So sophisticated and yet so
simple
Is this maid with a dimple
That makes everyone around her
erupt with joy
Oh am not ashamed for her name is
joy
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