God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen Cliff Richard
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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
From God our heav'nly 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 afright
This day is born a Savior of a pure Virgin bright
To free all those who trust in Him from Satan's power and might."
The shepherds at those tidings rejoiced much in mind
And left their flocks a-feeding in tempest, storm and wind
And went to Bethl'em straightaway this blessed Babe to find
But when to Bethlehem they came whereat 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
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
From God our heav'nly 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 afright
This day is born a Savior of a pure Virgin bright
To free all those who trust in Him from Satan's power and might."
The shepherds at those tidings rejoiced much in mind
And left their flocks a-feeding in tempest, storm and wind
And went to Bethl'em straightaway this blessed Babe to find
But when to Bethlehem they came whereat 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
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