Joy to the world. The Lord is come
Let earth receive her King
Let every heart prepare Him room
And heaven and nature sing
Joy to the world, the Savior reigns
Let men their songs employ
While fields and floods
Rocks hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy
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
He rules the world with truth and grace
And makes the nations prove
The glory of His righteousness
And wonders of His love
Somehow, not only for Christmas,
But all the long year through,
The joy that you give to others,
Is the joy that comes back to you.
And the more you spend in blessing,
The poor and lonely and sad,
The more of your heart's possessing,
Returns to you glad.
- Christmas Quote by
John Greenleaf Whittier
ROMANTIC
