Author: John Newton Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 91 hymnals Matching Instances: 4 Lyrics: 1. Joy is a fruit that will not grow
In nature’s barren soil;
All we can boast, till Christ we know,
Is vanity and toil.
2. But where the Lord has planted grace;
And made His glories known;
There fruits of heavenly joy and peace
Are found, and there alone.
3. A bleeding Savior seen by faith,
A sense of pard’ning love;
A hope that triumphs over death,
Give joys like those above.
4. To take a glimpse within the veil,
To know that God is mine;
Are springs of joy that never fail,
Unspeakably divine!
5. These are the joys which satisfy,
And sanctify the mind;
Which make the spirit mount on high,
And leave the world behind.
6. No more, believers, mourn your lot,
But if you are the Lord’s;
Resign to them that know Him not,
Such joys as earth affords. Used With Tune: ELIZABETHTOWN Text Sources: Olney Hymns (London: W. Oliver, 1779), number 42
Joy Is a Fruit That Will Not Grow