Joy to the world The Lord is come Let earth receive her King Let every heart Prepare Him room And heaven and nature sing
No more let sins and sorrows grow Nor thorns infest the ground He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found
Let men their songs employ Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy Let heaven and nature sing The glories of our king
Let every heart Prepare Him room And heaven and nature sing And heaven and nature sing While fields and floods Rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy Repeat the sounding joy
Joy to the world The Lord is come Let earth receive her King Let every heart Prepare Him room heaven and nature sing While fields and floods Rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy
Repeat the sounding joy Repeat the sounding joy Repeat the sounding joy Repeat the sounding joy