Strange Joy Songtext

von Bob Bennett

STRANGE JOY
W/M: Bob Bennett

I will not bless my sorrow
I will not praise my pain
But I will bless the Lord who calls me
To bear these wounds again
For I was tossed like the waves on the ocean
Blown like the wind on the land
But He delivers me from the misery
Of the double-minded man ... and gives me

This strange joy
This peace in the middle of trial
This strange joy
Surrounding my desperate denial
This strange joy barely understood
That from the night of trouble
Dawns the day of good

I could not see the sense of it
I always complained and rebelled
I dismissed any thought of redemption
Deified the belief that I held
But if the last are first
And the rich are poor
If the Blameless is mocked and despised
If life is found in the losing
Then why am I so surprised ... at

In the darkness of my trouble
Shines the light of His good
And He gives me this strange joy