Thoughts on Joy to the World

I have verse 3 of Joy to the World stuck in my head. The funny thing is, that's probably the least sung verse and yet the lyrics stand out so vividly to me.

I don't know why I've always sung Christmas songs with Bethlehem images in my mind, but this year my mind has been flooded with images of South Africa - my South Africa, for whom this song was also written:

No more let sin and sorrow grow

Nor thorns infest the ground

He comes to make His blessings flow

Far as the curse is found

Far as the curse is found

Far as, far as the curse is found