God Rest Ye 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 In Bethlehem, in Jewry 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 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 O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy