God Rest Ye Marry Gentlemen



God rest you merry, gentlemen,Let nothing you dismay,Remember Christ our SaviorWas born on Christmas day,To save us all from Satan's pow'rWhen we were gone astray; O tidings of comfort and joy,Comfort and joy,O tidings of comfort and joy. From God our heavenly FatherA blessed angel came.And unto certain shepherdsBrought tidings of the same,How that in Bethlehem was bornThe Son of God by name: O tidings of comfort and joy,Comfort and joy,O tidings of comfort and joy. The shepherds at those tidingsRejoiced much in mind,And left their flocks a-feeding,In tempest, storm, and wind,And went to Bethlehem straightwayThis 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,Whereat this infant layThey 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 brotherhoodEach other now embrace;This holy tide of ChristmasAll others doth deface: O tidings of comfort and joy,Comfort and joy,O tidings of comfort and joy.