| There's
joy coming on - |
| I can
feel it in my bones. |
| There's
joy coming on, |
| Playing
pebbles with the stones. |
| It isn't
just excitement |
| For the
undertow is peace. |
| It isn't
even happiness |
| For happiness
will cease |
| The minute
that its sandy dreams |
| Are shattered
by the tide. |
| This ocean
joy is simply Jesus |
| Walking
by my side. |
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