God rest you merry gentlemen

God rest you merry gentlemen,

Let nothing you dismay,

For Jesus Christ our Saviour

Was born upon this day,

To save us all from Satan’s power

When we were gone astray:

     O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy!

     O tidings of comfort and joy!

From God our Heav’nly Father

A blessèd angel came,

And unto certain shepherds

Brought tidings of the same,

How that in Bethlehem was born

The Son of God by name:

The shepherds at those tidings

Rejoicèd much in mind,

And left their flocks a-feeding

In tempest, storm and wind,

And went to Bethlehem straightway

This blessèd Babe to find:

But when to Bethlehem they came,

Whereat this Infant lay,

They found him in manger,

Where oxen feed on hay;

His mother Mary kneeling

Unto the Lord did pray:

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 others doth deface:

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