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 World! the Saviour reigns, Let men their songs employ: While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy. No more let sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found. He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness, And wonders of His love.