You joy to the world the Lord has come let earth receive her king let every heart prepare him room and heaven and nature sing joy to the earth the savior reigns let men their songs employ while fields and floods rocks, hills and plains us repeat the sounding joy no more let sins and sorrows grow no thorns infest the ground he comes and makes 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