I’VE FOUND A JOY IN SORROW

I’ve found a joy in sorrow,
A secret balm for pain,
A beautiful to-morrow
Of sunshine after rain.
I’ve found a branch of healing
Near ev’ry bitter spring,
A whispered promise stealing
O’er ev’ry broken string.

I’ve found a glad hosanna
For every woe and wail;
A handful of sweet manna
When grapes of Eshcol fail;
I’ve found the Rock of Ages
When desert wells are dry;
And, after weary stages,
I’ve found an Elim nigh.

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.

My Saviour, 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.