Oh, Joy, You came to us
in the night—
a baby boy—made like us—
oh, God of might,
small in Mary’s arms,
whom Herod could not kill.
Joy
Oh, Joy, You came to us
in the night—
a baby boy—made like us—
oh, God of might,
small in Mary’s arms,
whom Herod could not kill.
Gratefully His 