JOY COMETH

Weeping endures but for a night,
Joy cometh with the morning light;
Joy cometh of celestial birth,
Unsullied by the blight of earth.HHHH 41.1

Joy cometh faithful hearts to thrill,
That fears of change no more will chill;
Transporting joy, that fills the soul,
While everlasting ages roll.HHHH 41.2

Then, mourning pilgrim, upward gaze,
Beyond this dark and thorny maze
A joy for every tear is found,
A healing balm for every wound.HHHH 41.3

No sorrow there shall dim the eye,
No wintry winds or storms are nigh,
No sighs borne on the fragrant air;
But all shall in the glory share.HHHH 41.4

Let hope thy bosom cheer, forlorn,
To boldly breast each rising storm;
For whatsoe’er thy grief may be,
The morning bringeth joy to thee.HHHH 41.5

Awake! For lo, not distant far,
The rising of the Morning Star;
O watch to catch the new-born ray,
That ushers in a cloudless day.HHHH 41.6

Hail! Glorious morn! Whose radiant light,
Shall bid the darkness take it flight
Shall chase the shades of gloom away
And night be turned to endless day.HHHH 42.1