Hillsongs - Joy to the world

^F#Joy to the w^G#morld, the Lo^Brd is ^D#m7come! Let ea^Brth rece^C#ive her K^D#m7ing; Let e^A#mvery h^Beart pre^C#pare Him ^D#m7room, And h^A#meaven and nature sing, And h^G#meaven and nature sing, And h^D#m7eaven, and h^Beaven, and ^C#nature sing.

^F#Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh-oh ^D#m7Oh, Oh, Oh, ^BWhoa-oh ^F#Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh-oh ^D#m7Oh, Oh, Oh, ^BWhoa-oh

^F#Joy to the w^G#morld, the Sa^Bvior r^D#m7eigns! Let ^Bmen their ^C#songs ^D#m7employ; While ^A#mfields and f^Bloods, rocks, ^C#hills and^D#m7 plains Re^A#mpeat the sounding joy, Re^G#mpeat the sounding joy, Re^D#m7peat, re^Bpeat, the ^C#sounding joy.

^F#Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh-oh ^D#m7Oh, Oh, Oh, ^BWhoa-oh ^F#Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh-oh ^D#m7Oh, Oh, Oh, ^BWhoa-oh

^F#He rules the ^G#mworld with t^Bruth and g^D#m7race, And m^Bakes the ^C#nations ^D#m7prove The gl^A#mories ^Bof His ^C#righteous^D#m7ness, And ^A#mwonders of His love, And ^G#mwonders of His love, And ^D#m7wonders, w^Bonders, ^C#of His ^D#m7love And ^D#m7wonders, w^Bonders, ^C#of His love.

^F#Joy to the w^G#morld, the Lo^Brd is ^D#m7come! Let ea^Brth rece^C#ive her K^D#m7ing; Let e^A#mvery h^Beart pre^C#pare Him ^D#m7room, And h^A#meaven and nature sing, And h^G#meaven and nature sing, And h^D#m7eaven, and h^Beaven, and ^C#nature sing.

^F#Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh-oh ^D#m7Oh, Oh, Oh, ^BWhoa-oh ^F#Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh-oh ^D#m7Oh, Oh, Oh, ^BWhoa-oh