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You who find all joy a vain illusion
That no richer heirloom can be thine own
Who think that joy is a sinful lesion
Do not toward your one and true God disown
Make you peace with the Lord and he shall give
Thee regress, all that by you he’ll address
He has the power toward you to forgive
In the joy of that power is progress
Joy’s to be found in his mercy full light
Thou has magnified thy people and won
Do by him as you will him to do right
True, by him shall you seek out your action
Lord protect us with the arm of thy grace
It is you who in life we do embrace.
poem
by
David E. Patton
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