Joy in Sorrow (EN 115)

1

I’ve found a joy in sorrow, a secret balm for pain,

A beautiful tomorrow of sunshine after rain;

I’ve found a branch of healing near every bitter spring;

A whispered promise stealing o’er every broken string,

A whispered promise stealing o’er every broken string.

2

I’ve found a glad hosanna for every woe and wail;

A handful of sweet manna when grapes of Eschol fail;

I’ve found a Rock of Ages when desert wells are dry;

And, after weary stages, I’ve found an Elim nigh,

And, after weary stages, I’ve found an Elim nigh.

3

An Elim with its coolness, its fountains, and its shade;

A blessing in its fullness, when buds of promise fade;

O’er tears of soft contrition I’ve seen a rainbow light,

A glory and fruition, so near! yet out of sight,

A glory and fruition, so near! yet out of sight.

4

My Savior, Thee possessing, I have the joy, the balm,

The healing and the blessing, the sunshine and the psalm;

The promise for the fearful, the Elim for the faint,

The rainbow for the tearful, the glory for the saint!