Joy To The Sons of Men

1 Joy to the sons of men
On this bright Christmas morn!
List to the welcome words again
That charm our waiting hearts, as when
The shepherds heard with glad amaze
Th’announcement of angelic lays,
"A Savior Christ is born,
A Savior Christ is born,
A Savior Christ is born."

2 Joy to earth’s sorrowing child
On this calm, peaceful morn!
The holy, harmless, undefiled,
Can soothe his breast with comfort mild;
The hymn that floats along the air
Shall find an answer echoing there—
"The Savior Christ is born,
The Savior Christ is born,
The Savior Christ is born."

3 Joy to the sick and poor,
"Blessèd are they that mourn";
If they submissively endure,
And trust His holy promise sure:
He comes all sorrow to relieve,
To comfort all who will believe—
"The Savior Christ is born,
The Savior Christ is born,
The Savior Christ is born."

4 Love, joy, goodwill and peace,
Since that first Christmas morn,
Have come to earth, and ne’er shall cease;
To Him who purchased our release,
Our hearts, redeemed from death, we’ll bring,
And humbly, gratefully we’ll sing,
"The Savior Christ is born,
The Savior Christ is born,
The Savior Christ is born."

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11049

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