The Way of the Lord

 
Joy! and your Lord joys with you;
Weep! and He sees your tears;
You may drink of His love forever above;
Not a cry of distress but He hears.
Sing! and the heavens echo it;
Sigh! And 'tis caught by His ear;
For you're His Treasure whom He finds pleasure,
So cast, upon Him all your care.
Feast! for you may live by Him;
Fast! He can fill up, the void;
Ten thousand times lovely, His glory’s above me;
His banner is. Love—unalloyed