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And then there are the better days...

Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love;
Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee, opening to the sun above.
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness; drive the dark of doubt away;
Giver of immortal gladness, fill us with the light of day!

All Thy works with joy surround Thee, earth and heaven reflect Thy rays,
Stars and angels sing around Thee, center of unbroken praise.
Field and forest, vale and mountain, flowery meadow, flashing sea,
Singing bird and flowing fountain call us to rejoice in Thee.

Thou art giving and forgiving, ever blessing, ever blessed,
Wellspring of the joy of living, ocean depth of happy rest!
Thou our Father, Christ our Brother, all who live in love are Thine;
Teach us how to love each other, lift us to the joy divine.

Mortals, join the happy chorus, which the morning stars began;
Father love is reigning o’er us, brother love binds man to man.
Ever singing, march we onward, victors in the midst of strife,
Joyful music leads us Sunward in the triumph song of life.

Words: Henry J. van Dyke, 1907.

Music: “Hymn to Joy,” from the 9th Symphony of Ludwig van Beethoven; adapted by Edward Hodges, 1824

(no, it's not the real words to "Ode to Joy", but the hymn to the same tune.)

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turtle_morn
Nov. 11th, 2002 11:38 am (UTC)
Good news you want to share? I could use something cheerful right now.
collacentaur
Nov. 11th, 2002 11:44 am (UTC)
No, was just in a good mood Friday afternoon. Sorry. 8-(
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