What a joy is it to have you Lord?
To know when all falls, I can look above
In the depth of my sorrow I see joy
Beholding the one who grants me true joy
The joy of having a Savior
When I walk in darkness I see light
In sorrow I find happiness
And when I should cry I but laugh
For I know the secret behind true joy
The joy springing to eternal joy
What more joy can there be than to be forgiven
To know that the Lord counts no sin as mine
To know of a hope too amazing to comprehend
Of the Savior who died for my wretchedness
That such a vile soul becomes an everlasting saint
I could have nothing but this hope only
Yet in this I have everything more than I can tell
What a joy, how privileged am I?
How privileged are they who are called by Jesus name?
Never was there a people so lucky.
Help me Lord to remember what I have in you
To know that you are my joy and treasure
That in the darkness of the world I have found light
And in tears you have given me laughter
The outflow of unending joy in you