"god Rest Ye Merry Lyrics - Roger Whittaker

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 Jewry, 

This blessed Babe was born, 

And laid within a manger, 

Upon this blessed morn; 

That 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 tidings 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. 

"Fear not," then said the Angel, 

"let nothing you affright, 

This day is born a Savior 

Of pure Virgin bright, 

To free all those who trust in Him 

From Satan's power and might." 

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. 

And when they came to Bethlehem 

Where our dear Savior lay, 

They found Him in a manger, 

Where oxen feed on hay; 

His Mother Mary kneeling down, 

Unto the Lord did pray. 

O tidings of comfort and joy, 

Comfort and joy, 

O tidings of comfort and joy. 

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 other doth deface. 

O tidings of comfort and joy, 

Comfort and joy, 

O tidings of comfort and joy