the irish lass

We Got Him


Thank You to All of Our Proud Military and Intelligence -- and today, special thanks to the 4th I.D.

The Army Song

First to fight, For the right
And to build the Nations might,
And the Army goes rolling along.

Proud of all we have done,
Fighting till the battle's won
And the Army goes rolling along.

(CHORUS)

Then it's Hi ! Hi ! Hey !
The Army on it's way.

Count off the cadence loud and strong,
For Wher - e'er we go, you will always know,
That the Army goes rolling along!


I'd been planning on saving Joy to the World 'til Christmas Day. But I'm feeling very joyous, as I bet you are too.

JOY TO THE WORLD
[1719, Isaac Watts]

Joy to the world! the Lord is come;
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare him room,
And heav'n and nature sing,
And heav'n and nature sing,
And heav'n, and heav'n and nature sing.

Joy to the earth! the Saviour reigns;
Let men their songs employ,
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.

No more let sins and sorrows grow,
nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessing flow
far as the curse is found,
far as the curse is found,
far as, far as the curse is found.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love,
And wonders of his love,
And wonders, wonders of his love.