Anybody in their right mind
Would've given up their
preachin' and headed for home
They've been warned
a hundred times
Oh but something inside them
keeps givin' them hope
Just when you
think they'd be cryin'
Instead of the tears
There's joy in their eyes
What kind of joy is this
That counts as a blessing
to suffer
And 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
Yeah yeah
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
Yeah yeah yeah
Ever since he'd been captured
by God's blindin' light
But just when his hope
should be dyin'
If you listen you'll hear him
singing a song
What kind of joy is this
That counts as 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
What kind of joy is this
What kind of joy
What kind of joy
What kind of joy is this
Oh 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
Oh I've found this joy
for my soul
is forgiven and free
Yeah yeah
What kind of joy is this yeah
Tell me what kind of joy
What kind of joy
What kind of joy