What precious ointment for the soul,
God's joy which fills and makes us whole.
His joy o'ercomes all daily din
And brings a wondrous peace within.
All life's issues fade in size
As joy's sweet wonder multiplies.
We're lifted up in our perspective
As in God's joy we are reflective.
"In thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore."
Psalm 16:11 KJV
© 2016 Arlene Schwartzkopf