Shout Now!

[Doris Trueheart]

Trials come manifold.
Grief runs to take hold.
Tears, they flow like a river from my face.
I am comforted by God's healing grace.
In a bottle, my God stores all my tears.
My prayers are heard by his attentive ears.
My high priest, touched by my infirmity,
Brings me rest among this calamity.
Suffering and pain shall not go to waste
But to produce my good, they move in haste.
Weeping may endure, lasting all the night.
But when the morning comes, it does take flight
And joy enters in.
My heart sings again.
In the midst of trials, joy's my possession.
God's praise and worship is my expression.
Unspeakable joy, full of his glory,
Is my testimony and my story.
The joy of the Lord shines through all my tears.
The joy of the Lord, lived through all my years.
Joy of the Lord, in the days of waiting.
My breakthrough shall find me celebrating.
My name, written in the Lamb's book of Life!
I am bethrothed to be Christ's loving wife!
I have so much reason to sing and dance;
And so, I do so with exuberance.
The Lord is my Deliverer, Healer,
My Provider, Protector, and Savior.
By his redeeming grace, I am made whole.
I'm given everlasting life and salvation for my soul.
Lips, sing God's praises continually!
Mouth, shout with triumph and with jubilee!
For I know how the end is gonna be;
I shall have a glorious victory!
(reprinted from doristrueheart.blogspot.com posted Mar 24, 2009)