“Joy to the World” is a great example of a song we shouldn’t just sing at Christmas. My favorite part is the third verse:
No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.
The curse, you’ll recall, is found very, very far: from barren fields to barren wombs, from broken relationships to broken bones. Divorce, natural disaster, cancer, genocide– all part of the curse. All of creation is groaning.
But it will not always be this way. Aslan is on the move. The King is coming; he will wipe every tear from our eyes; he will make all things new. His blessings will flow just as far as the curse. His glory will cover the earth like the water over the sea.
Joy to the world! Come, Lord Jesus.