God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen Songtext
von Loreena McKennitt
God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen Songtext
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 powers
When we were gone astray
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 pure and virgin bright
To free all those who trust in him
From Satan's powers 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 straightaway
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
Where at 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
The holy tide of Christmas
All others doth deface
O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our saviour
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan′s powers
When we were gone astray
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 pure and virgin bright
To free all those who trust in him
From Satan's powers 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 straightaway
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
Where at 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
The holy tide of Christmas
All others doth deface
O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
Writer(s): Loreena Mckennitt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com