Joy Has Dawned upon the World

Joy has dawned upon the world
Promised from creation no unfurled,
Hope for ev’ry nation.
Not with fan fares from above,
Not with scenes of glory,
but a humble gift of love:
Jesus, born of Mary.

Sounds of wonder fill the sky
with the songs of angels, 
as the mighty Prince of Life
shelters in a stable.

Hands that set each star in place,
shaped the earth in darkness,
cling now to a mother’s breast,
vuln’rable and helpless.

Shepherds bow before the Lamb,
Gazing at the glory.
Gifts of men from distant lands
prophesy the story.

Gold, a King is born today,
incense, God is with us;
myrrh, His death will make a way,
and by His blood He’ll win us!

Son of Adam, Son of heav’n
given as a ransom,
reconciling God and man,
Christ our mighty Champion!

What a Savior, what a Friend,
what a glorious mystery.
Once a Babe in Bethlehem, 
now the Lord of history.
Once a Babe in Bethlehem, 
now the Lord of history.

Joy has dawned upon the world.