Joy cometh in the morning
For weeping may endure only for a night
Light cometh with the daybreak
And darkness will be scattered with the dawn
Joy will calm a sorrowing heart
For grieving will soon be eased with time
Happiness will return to you
And grief will be separated from your heart
Joy is your weapon of warfare
For weary and tired though you may be
Laughter shall be yours
And your enemies will be delivered unto you
Joy shall be your strength
For with it you shall know all powerfulness
A conqueror you shall be
And laugh in the face of your adversary