God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen

God rest ye merry, gentlemen
 Let nothing you dismay
 Remember, Christ, our Saviour
 Was born on Christmas 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
 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
 O tidings of comfort and joy
 Comfort and joy
 O 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
 O tidings of comfort and joy
 Comfort and joy
 O tidings of comfort and joy
 "Fear not then", said the Angel
 "Let nothing you affright
 This day is born a Saviour
 Of a pure Virgin bright
 To free all those who trust in Him
 From Satan's power and might"
 O tidings of comfort and joy
 Comfort and joy
 O 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 straightway
 The Son of God to find
 O tidings of comfort and joy
 Comfort and joy
 O tidings of comfort and joy
 And when they came to Bethlehem
 Where our dear Saviour lay
 They found Him in a manger
 Where oxen feed on hay
 His Mother Mary kneeling down
 Unto the Lord did pray
 O tidings of comfort and joy
 Comfort and joy
 O 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
 O tidings of comfort and joy
 Comfort and joy
 O tidings of comfort and joy