There is Joy
Lorraine Nelson Wolf
Silver coin, lost on the floor
‘Neath dust and grime you dare to shine no more
Under darkness, under foot,
You long to find your way back to joy
Where is joy?
Little lamb, lost from the fold,
The wolves are near, the night is growing cold
Under darkness, over hills,
You run to find your way back to joy
Where is joy? Where is joy?
Is someone searching for you alone?
Lighting a lantern, turning every stone?
Who could be longing to bring you back to joy?
Endless joy, where is joy?
Younger son, you left your home
And foolishly spent your inheritance
The party’s up and the friends have flown
Do you still know the way back to joy?
When the seeker finds her coin
And the shepherd his lost lamb
When the prodigal returns and wears his father’s ring:
Heaven’s rejoicing in you, yes, in you
Angels are singing, psalms of sheer delight
Heaven’s rejoicing and all because you’re coming
home there’s joy
Such great joy
There is joy in finding what was lost
There is joy
Endless joy, brilliant joy, always joy
Heaven’s joy, the father’s joy, there is joy