God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

God rest ye merry, gentlemen

Let nothing you dismay

Remember, Christ, our Saviour

Was born on Christmas day

To save us all from Satan's power

When we were gone astray

O tidings [bad word] and joy, [bad word] and joy

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From God our Heavenly Father

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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O tidings [bad word] 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 down,

Unto the Lord did pray.

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Now to the Lord sing praises,

All you within this place,

And with [bad word] love and brotherhood

Each other now embrace;

This holy tide of Christmas

All other doth deface.

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O tidings [bad word] and joy