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 Saviour, seen by faith,
A sense of pard'ning love,
A hope that triumphs over death–
Give joys like those above.
4 To take a glimpse within the veil,
To know that God is mine–
Are springs of joy that never fail,
Unspeakable, divine!
5 These are the joys that satisfy
And sanctify the mind;
Which make the spirit mount on high,
And leave the world behind.
AMEN.
Source: The A.M.E. Zion Hymnal: official hymnal of the African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church #441