Joy to the World, the angels sang
on that night so long ago
and through the endless ages
the peace and love still flow.

The gift of God so precious.
He gave his only son.
I wish I could have seen Him,
that wondrous little one.

And when it all seems hopeless
I remember He’ll return
and then at last I’ll see Him
and my heart with joy will burn.

And all we love will gather
to welcome back the King
and once again we’ll hear the joy
as angel voices sing.

© M Sudlow