God rest ye merry, gentlemen

God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
For jesus 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

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

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:
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

And when they came to bethlehem,
Where our dear saviour 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

God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
For jesus 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
Comfort and joy
Comfort and joy