Joy! and your Lord joys with you;
Weep! and He sees your tears;
You may drink of His love all measure above;
Not a cry of distress but He hears.
Sing! and the heavens echo it;
Sigh! it is caught by His ear;
For you are His treasure wherein He finds pleasure,
So cast on Him all your care.
Feast! for you may live by Him;
Fast! He’ll fill up the void;
Ten thousand times lovely, His glory’s above me;
His banner is love unalloyed.
OCTOBER