God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen

God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay;
Remember Christ our saviour
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's pow'r
When we were gone astray.
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.

In Bethlehem, in Israel,
This blessed babe was born,
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn;
The which his mother Mary did
Nothing take in scorn.
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.

From God our heavenly Father
A blessed angel came,
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same:
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name.
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.

Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace.
This holy tide of Christmas
All other doth deface.
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.



Credits
Writer(s): Pd Traditional, Lee Evans
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