Season of Joy

It's the season of joy,
Because of a baby boy;
It's the season of hope,
In the dark we no longer grope.

It's the season of love,
And salvation from above;
It's the season of peace,
From sorrow find release.

God is now with us,
And we make a fuss;
We ring those bells,
Of Jesus Christ we tell.

Jesus was born to die,
So we breathe a sigh;
He died for our sin,
So salvation we win.

Let's sing a praise,
Our voices let's raise;
Let's dance with joy,
For the birth of this boy.