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

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 with much in mind

And left there flocks a feeding

In tempest, storm, and wind

And went to Bethlehem straightway

This blessed babe to find

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy

Comfort and joy

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy

But 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

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 efface

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy

Comfort and joy

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy