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Joy

Joy

Β I ask my heavenly father for joy,

to be filled with tremendous joy.

When Paul and Silas were in prison,

although they were in handcuffs,

they sang hymns and praised God.

Paul and Silas were joyful in theirΒ 

bad circumstance, now I long to

imitate their joyfulness, to beΒ 

joyful in all circumstance.

Joy is a fruit of the spirit that

will help my troubled heart, IΒ 

will not feel disturbed within for

the joy of the Lord is my strength.Β 

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