Joy is coming out of the depths of sorrow
It is time to sing the blues, the notes that
Sound from the well of a broken soul
Crying out of the wrongs done, how injustice
Has taken a hold, but don't linger there long

Because the notes change to the gospel 
Of promise, it will not last, it cannot last
The promise of hope, of freedom, of justice
Reborn in something new, the way redone
The good news that needs to wring out

It's time for the songs of Christmas
Of cheer and joy, blessing and rejoicing 
Songs of love born anew for all, of the 
Supreme ruler of our hearts which will bring
To birth peace and goodwill if we only sing