Joy - Poem by Dlorese Lovison
The Lord Jehovah is my strength,
my song and my salvation,
I'll tell this to my friends at home,
I'll tell it to the nation.
Although one day his hand reached down,
and washed away the mire,
Now he has done so much for me,
he lifts me ever higher.
With Jesus, God's love gift to me
and by his wondrous grace,
I've been lifted up to sit
with him in heavens place.
Cast your cares upon him,
this is the word you know.
His peace he'll give, love and joy,
your heart to over flow,
Comments about Joy by Dlorese Lovison
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You