God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen Michael McDonald
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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 power when we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
In Bethlehem, in (Incomprehensible) this Blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger upon this blessed morn
The which His mother Mary did nothing take in scorn
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 tiding 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, the Son of God to find
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
Remember Christ our savior was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power when we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
In Bethlehem, in (Incomprehensible) this Blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger upon this blessed morn
The which His mother Mary did nothing take in scorn
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 tiding 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, the Son of God to find
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
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