God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen

1 Verse 1. God rest you merry, Gentlemen!
Let nothing you dismay;
Remember Christ our Saviour
Was born upon this day,
To save us all from Satan’s power
When we were gone astray.

Refrain O tidings of comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

2 Verse 2. In Bethlehem in Jury
This blessèd Babe was born,
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessèd morn:
The which His Mother Mary
Nothing did take in scorn.

3 Verse 3. From God, our Heavenly Father,
A blessèd angel came,
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same,
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name.

4 Verse 4. “Fear not,” then said the angel,
“Let nothing you affright:
This day is born a Saviour
Of virtue, power, and might;
So frequently to vanquish all
The friends of Satan quite.”

5 Verse 5. 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
This blessèd Babe to find.

6 Verse 6. But when to Bethlehem they came,
Where this dear Infant lay,
They found Him in a manger
Where oxen feed on hay;
His mother Mary, kneeling,
Unto the Lord did pray.

7 Verse 7. 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 efface.