A poem on Psalm 87
Only one joy will last
Only one unsurpassed
To love what God adores
And hate what He abhors
There is no other place
Nothing provides a trace
But God gives to His own
Contentment yet unknown
It calls me to pursue
And promises to renew
A new birth begins my quest
In Christ I first must rest
I will forever sing
An ever flowing spring
My joy will never end
Christ my eternal friend
Of joy I will be serious
Not at all mysterious
That God is nothing less
Than joy’s eternal address
The cross I will pursue
Bid all the world adieu
God has for me a home
From Christ I’ll never roam
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