Joy to the world — the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let ev’ry heart prepare Him room.
And heav’n and nature sing.

Joy to the earth — the Savior reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks and hills, and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy.

No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the grounds;
He comes to make His blessings flow,
Far as the curse is found.

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