Author's Note: This is dedicated to a man from my old church that died on this date last year.
The joy of the Lord fills my soul.
It is like a vast ocean.
It fills me to the brim.
Though there are moments when I am down
Joy comes with the morning.
Through sickness the Lord has sustained me
And is filling me with joy in his presence.
Shout to the Lord all you people.
Shout to the Lord with joy.
Sing praise and honor due his name.
Amen and Amen.
Author's Note: I did a Psalm of Joy because the man I dedicated this Psalm to was one of the most joyful person I have ever known (and funny enough last year around this time I was reading a book about how Jesus was a joyful person). Even after he got sick he still had the joy of Lord and you could hear him above everyone else in the church when we were singing.