God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen

God rest ye, merry gentlemen

Let nothing you dismay

Remember Christ our Saviour

Was born upon this day

To save us all from Satan’s power

When we were gone astray

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

The shepherds at those tidings

Rejoiced much in mind

And left their flocks a-feeding

In tempest, storm and wind

And went to Bethlehem straight’way

This blessed Babe to find

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy

Comfort and joy

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy

And when to Bethlehem they came

Whereat this infant lay

They found him in a manger

Where oxen feed on hay

His mother Mary kneeling

Unto the Lord did pray

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy

Comfort and joy

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy