God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
For Jesus Christ our Savior
Was born upon this day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray
Oh tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
In Bethlehem in Jewry
This blessed babe was born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
To which His mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
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
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The shepherds at those tidings
Rejoiced much in mind
And left their flocks afeeding
In tempest, storm and wind
And went to Bethlehem straightaway
The blessed babe to find
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 deface
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