Letra de «What kind of joy»
Anybody in their right mind
Would've given up their preaching and headed for home
They've been warned a hundred times
But something inside them keeps giving them hope
And just when you think they'd be crying
Instead of the tears, there's joy in their eyes
Anybody else with his pain Would want to shake their fist at heaven And give up the fight 'Cause trouble had been Paul's middle name Ever since he'd been captured by God's blinding light But just when his hope should be dying If you listen you'll hear him singing a song
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What kind of joy is this That counts it a blessing to suffer What kind of joy is this That gives the prisoner his song What kind of joy could stare death in the face And see it as sweet victory This is the joy of a soul that's forgiven and freeAnybody else with his pain Would want to shake their fist at heaven And give up the fight 'Cause trouble had been Paul's middle name Ever since he'd been captured by God's blinding light But just when his hope should be dying If you listen you'll hear him singing a song
