William Billings — Jamaica

Joy the world, the Lord is come Let Earth receive her king Let every heart prepare his 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 glories of His righteousness And wonders of His love