We don’t have to strike lottery,
To jump over the big round moon.
We don’t have to hear a funny joke,
To laugh until we cry.
We don’t have to smile only when,
We’re gonna get a trophy soon,
For Jesus is our joy,
Our constant source of joy,
He’s our joy,
He’s our joy.
Chorus
Jesus always has the best prepared for you and me.
Because of this,
We are not beaten down
By all those howling winds and stormy seas.
The unknown future sings,
Of His unfailing love,
For Him we shall dance and rejoice.
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