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True Joy (Poem)

True joy is like the reddened evening sky,
For though the vivid colors fade and die,
We know they leave us promise of fair day;
After true joy contentment still doth stay—
True joy is found in doing God's own will;
Bearing His rod, hopeful and trusting still—
Take it, if bliss He offers, 'twill not cloy;
"He giveth all things richly to enjoy."

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