JOY SHALL COMEBy: Darrelyn L. Tutt
Oh heart so bruised and sorely worn,A comfort blows your way;The Savior knows and mends the heart,Desiring to obey.
He breathes a breath and all is new,Where heartache should arise;A healing balm is placed upon,The soul … that sanctifies.
O for the grace that freely flows,In this I will rejoice:No man, no plan can circumvent,My Savior’s precious voice.
Though heart should grieve I will believe,God takes our deepest pain;And joy shall come and rivers flow,And fill the tender plain.
------“I will open rivers in desolate heights, and fountains in the midst of valleys; I will make the wilderness a pool of water, and the dry land springs of water.”Isaiah 41:18