Like a drama unfolding, the curtain was opening

An audience of angels was holding its breath

A census, a manger, two travel worn strangers

The stage was finally set.


Angels folded their wings at the throne, worshipping

As God whispered, “I love you, my Son.”

Jesus took off His crown and laying it down

Said, “Father, Thy will be done.”


The time had now come for God's only Son

To be born as a light in a dark, lonely place.

So He stepped from Heaven's hall to Bethlehem's stall

Where a star lit His newborn face.


Then God called to Gabriel with gladness and tears,

“Play the trumpet, the horns, and the strings.

Tell the shepherds, and the wise men and all who will hear.

Command all the angels to sing

Fill the sky with your voices and sing!”


Chorus


Joy, joy to the world

Praise to the King

Oh, let it ring.

Joy, joy to the world

Worship and sing

Jesus has come to bring…


Repeat Chorus