Joy

When the road’s full of stones

and I’m hurting,

Elohim would you come

walk with me?

All I need is you presence

within me.

Oh, Jesus, I pray,

pour your joy.

Pour your joy,

Pour your joy

through the tears and the scars,

pour your joy.

When the blows come

from all over the place,

Jesus, my God,

pour your joy.

My Lord and my friend

pour your joy.

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