The Joy of the Lord

It’s a beautiful day
Why do you look like you’re Atlas
Carrying the weight of the world
Square on your shoulders?

Okay, so things have been so-so
Not great not horrible just so
Yesterday you want to dance and scream
Today you want to run and hide
Worried about the little things . . .

The Joy of the Lord
Should be your strength
What will you do when
Bigger problems rush right in?

You think I’ve been through a lot
For me to come out of it smiling-
You don’t even know-
Everyday I thank my El-Shaddai
That after living on the edge of the Earth
I thank the Lord God I’m still alive.

I have no clue what you’ve been through
I have no idea and I won’t pretend
But for what has happened in anyone’s life
Someone else has had it worse my friend.

Walk outside today, it’s bright
Enjoy it my friend it’s a pretty day
When it comes right down to it, life is beautiful
Let the Joy of the Lord come your way.
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