The Joy Of The Lord کے بول

Mountains ahead of me and valleys behind The road may be narrow, but your mercy is wide Sorrow may linger and last for the night but I am never alone The joy of the Lord is my strength, my strength I may be weak, but I will cling to the vine I’m pressed but not crushed, for You are making new wine Wounds may be opened and weakness revealed, but I will be healed in the fire The joy of the Lord is my strength, my strength (You are my strength) Sorrow may linger and last for the night but I am never alone Wounds may be opened and weakness revealed but I will be healed in the fire The joy of the Lord is my strength, my strength I have a river of life flowing out of me!