What Kind Of Joy - Steven Curtis Chapman

Anybody in their right mind

Would’ve given up their preaching and headed for home

They’ve been warned a hundred times

But something inside them keeps giving them hope

And just when you think they’d be crying

Instead of the tears, there’s joy in their eyes

What kind of joy is this

That counts it a blessing to suffer

What kind of joy is this

That gives the prisoner his song

What kind of joy could stare death in the face

And see it as sweet victory

This is the joy of a soul that’s forgiven and free

Anybody else with his pain

Would want to shake their fist at heaven

And give up the fight

'Cause trouble had been Paul’s middle name

Ever since he’d been captured by God’s blinding light

But just when his hope should be dying

If you listen you’ll hear him singing a song

What kind of joy is this

That counts it a blessing to suffer

What kind of joy is this

That gives the prisoner his song

What kind of joy could stare death in the face

And see it as sweet victory

This is the joy of a soul that’s forgiven and free

What kind of joy is this

The Father has promised his children

What kind of joy is this

That Jesus has come to reveal

What kind of joy could give hope in this world

To someone just like you and me

This is the joy of a soul that’s forgiven and free

I’ve found this joy for my soul is forgiven and free