1 Joy is a fruit that will not grow
In nature's barren soil;
All we can boast, 'till Christ we know,
Is vanity and toil.
2 But where the Lord has planted grace,
And made his glories known;
There fruits of heavenly joy and peace
Are found, and there alone.
3 A bleeding Savior, seen by faith,
A sense of pardoning love,
A hope that triumphs over death,
Give hoys like those above.
4 To make a glimpse within the veil,
To know that God is mine;
Are springs of joy that never fail,
5 These are the joys that satisfy,
And sanctify the mind;
Which make the spirit mount on high,
And leave the world behind.
6 No more believers, mourn your lot,
But if you are the Lord's,
Resign to them that know him not,
Such joys as earth affords.
The Christian's duty, exhibited in a series of hymns, 1791
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|The Cyber Hymnal #3341||Joy Is a Fruit That Will Not Grow||Joy is a fruit that will not grow||ELIZABETHTOWN||John Newton||CM||<cite>Olney Hymns</cite> (London: W. Oliver, 1779), number 42|