God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen

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God rest you merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay,

For Jesus Christ our Savior Was born on Christmas day,

To save us all from Satan's pow'r When we were gone astray;

Chorus: Good tidings of comfort and joy,

Comfort and joy,

Good 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:


"Fear not," then said the angel, "Let nothing you affright,

This day is born a Savior, Of virtue, power, and might;

So frequently to vanquish all The friends of Satan quite"


The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind,

And left their flocks a-feeding, In tempest, storm, and wind,

And went to Bethlehem straightway This blessed babe to find:

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:


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: