Sing

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