arise

See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me. Song of Songs 2

I lift up my hands in thanksgiving to You, Oh God, my salvation. Who works wonders and gives mercy at all times. Your love and joy are endless. Your praise will always be on my lips. We will see Your goodness in the land of the living. You are the joy. You are my joy.

He's bringing hope to the hopeless, and giving His heart to the broken, and sharing His home with the orphan
He is the joy, He is my joy
He is the hope of the nations, the father's heart we're embracing, He is the song we're declaring
He is the joy, He is my joy