THE GIFT OF JOY

I want to tell you of the joy
that in my heart does dwell,
given to me by my Saviour
my mind could not foretell.

That with each beat the rhythm
of His gracious gift does grow,
until the dam within me breaks
and the praises overflow.

Even then it’s so inadequate
no words, no hymns of praise,
can tell you what’s inside me
as the tide begins to raise.

I can only wait and bide my time
and write faint words like these,
until that day He calls me
all my joy, for Him, to please.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 05, 1995