| I’ve found a joy in sorrow, a secret balm for pain,A beautiful tomorrow of sunshine after rain;
 I’ve found a branch of healing near every bitter spring;
 A whispered promise stealing o’er every broken string,
 A whispered promise stealing o’er every broken string.
 I’ve found a glad hosanna for every woe and wail;A handful of sweet manna when grapes of Eschol fail;
 I’ve found a Rock of Ages when desert wells are dry;
 And, after weary stages, I’ve found an Elim nigh,
 And, after weary stages, I’ve found an Elim nigh.
 An Elim with its coolness, its fountains, and its shade;A blessing in its fullness, when buds of promise fade;
 O’er tears of soft contrition I’ve seen a rainbow light,
 A glory and fruition, so near! yet out of sight,
 A glory and fruition, so near! yet out of sight.
 My Savior, Thee possessing, I have the joy, the balm,The healing and the blessing, the sunshine and the psalm;
 The promise for the fearful, the Elim for the faint,
 The rainbow for the tearful, the glory for the saint!
 The rainbow for the tearful, the glory for the saint!
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