God rest ye merry, Gentlemen

God rest you merry gentlemen

Let nothing you dismay

Lord Jesus Christ, our Savior

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 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

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

This blessed babe to find

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy

O tidings of comfort and joy

But when to Bethlehem they came

Whereas this infant lay

They found him in a manger

Where oxen feed on hay

His mother Mary kneeling

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