Poem April 10, 1937 Issue

Come Sing in Joyful Praise

CHARLOTTE M. ROBERTS

Come sing in joyful praise, O happy throng!
Sing forth in honor of God's holy name;
Lift up your heads, ye halt, ye blind, ye lame;
And doubtful ones who say, "I would be strong,"
Awake! awake! and sing a grateful song.
Exalting Him! His mighty Word proclaim;
Not seeking ease for self, or worldly fame,
But cleansing thought from every sense of wrong.

There is no cause for sorrow, fear, or pain,
If we but follow where the Master trod,
In loving service for the human race.
Obeying His commands, we hourly gain
A higher understanding of our God;
And so with joy we fill our rightful place.

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