1 Joyful, joyful, joyful be our numbers!
Bursting forth the soul enlivening lay,
Swell the strain to music's sweetest murmurs,
Every heart now hail this happy day.
Bursting forth the soul enlivening lay,
Hail, oh, hail this happy day!

2 From the hill and valley far away
We come with merry greetings in our lay,
Often as our festal day rolls round,
We hail it ever with harmonious sound.
Bursting forth the soul enlivening lay,
Hail, oh, hail this happy day!

3 Golden hours are fleeting, like a spell;
We meet too soon to part and say farewell;
Give the hand of friendship, era we part,
May heaven now embalm it in each heart.
Bursting forth the soul enlivening lay,
Hail, oh, hail this happy day!