Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee
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1 Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love; Hearts unfold like flow’rs before Thee Mail Thee as the sun above. Melt the clouds of sin and sadness; Drive the dark of doubt away; Giver of immortal gladness, fill us with the light of day! 2 All Thy works with joy surround Thee, earth and heav’n reflect Thy rays, Stars and angels sing around Thee, Centres of unbroken praise. Field and forest, vale and mountain, Bloss’ming meadow, flashing sea, Chanting bird and flowing fountain call us to rejoice in Thee. 3 Thou art giving and forgiving, Every blessing, ever blest Wellspring of the joy of living, Ocean depth of happy rest! Thou our Father, Christ our Brother, All who live in love are Thine; Teach us how to love each other, Lift us to the joy divine. 4 Mortals, join the happy chorus, Which the morning stars began; Father love is reigning o’er us, Brother love binds man to man. Ever singing, march we onward, Victors in the midst of strife, Joyful music leads us sunward In the triumph song of life. Henry Van Byke