Oh give me peace and joy
And patience to employ
When sorrows shroud
And sufferings cloud
The love He did deploy
For on that cross of pain
My Savior He was slain
To save my soul
From my sins goal
That I might have no stain
And by His mighty grace
He has prepared a place
That I might flee
Fore’er to be
Praising His lovely face
~MJ
Reforming Joy 