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 powers  
When we were gone astray  
Glad tidings [bad word] and joy,  [bad word] and joy  
Glad tidings [bad word] and joy  
 
In bethlehem, in israel,  
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 [bad word] and joy,  [bad word] and joy  
O tidings [bad word] and joy  
 
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.  
O tidings [bad word] and joy,  [bad word] and joy  
O tidings [bad word] and joy  
 
"fear not then," said the angel,  
"let nothing you affright,  
This day is born a saviour  
Of a pure virgin bright,  
To free all those who [bad word] in him  
From satan's power and might."  
O tidings [bad word] and joy,  [bad word] and joy  
O tidings [bad word] and joy  
 
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.  
O tidings [bad word] and joy,  [bad word] and joy  
O tidings [bad word] and joy