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Ultra Joy

Ultra Joy

There’s a knock at the door
It opens —
Joy enters
and floods our space

Not just any joy
but ultra joy,
super joy,
inescapable joy

We taste it
and it moves us
to ecstasy

Where did it come from?
Only the Most High
can deliver appetizing pleasures
at such elevated heights

Joy envelops us,
circles us delightfully —
We marvel and revel
in the pure pleasures of indescribable joy

We gleefully partake of
the joy offerings —
Yes, gulps galore
Woo wee, taste and see —
The joy of the Lord is our strength

No opposition can prevent the presence of joy — in season.

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