God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen Songtext
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God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen Songtext
God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's pow'r
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, all the same
How that is 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 rejoice in much in mind
And left their flocks-a-feeding in temper, storm, and wind
And went to Bethlehem straight-way
This blessed bay to find
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
But went 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 other doth did face
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's pow'r
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, all the same
How that is 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 rejoice in much in mind
And left their flocks-a-feeding in temper, storm, and wind
And went to Bethlehem straight-way
This blessed bay to find
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
But went 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 other doth did face
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Writer(s): William Robinson Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com