The Joy-bells of the Heart

I was mourning the passing of a season of song-favorites when it struck me; the joy of the Lord is not a season...Clap your hands, all you nations; shout to God with cries of joy. Ps. 47:1

The joy-bells of the heart

Need no season to ring

The Message of God’s love imparts

Hope’s ageless offering

While winnowing of air

Sweeps seasons to Past’s deep

God’s kind and tender loving care

Will never wane or sleep

...but peals from age to age

From hour unto hour

Where time’s incessant turning page

Can never dim its pow’r

But like an angel-choir

Filling the atmosphere

God’s mercy-message guides desire

And quells dark doubt and fear

The joy bells of the heart

In humble gladness ring

As melodies of hope impart

Worship to Christ the King

© Janet Martin

Aren't you glad the joy of Christmas is not simply a season?!