Isaac Watts
Joy To The World
Joy to the World, the Lord has come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room
And Heaven and nature sing
And Heaven and nature sing
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing, sing, sing, sing

He rules the world with truth and grace
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness
And wonders of His love
And wonders of His love
And wonders, wonders, of His love, love, love, love

Oh, I've got joy, I've got joy
In my soul, in my soul
I've got hope, I've got hope
In my soul, in my soul
I've got joy, I've got joy
In my soul, in my soul
I've got hope, I've got hope
In my soul, in my soul, yeah

Joy to the World, the Savior reigns
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy
Repeat the sounding joy
Repeat, repeat, the sounding, repeat, repeat the sounding joy
Oh, yeah
I've got joy, I've got joy
In my soul, in my soul
I've got hope, I've got hope
In my soul, in my soul