  G GOD rest you, merry gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, For Jesus Christ our Saviour Was born upon this day, To save us all from Satan’s power When we were gone astray. O tidings of comfort and joy, For Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas Day. In Bethlehem, in Jury, 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, &c. From God, our Heavenly Father, A blessed angel came, And unto certain shepherds Brought tidings of the same, That there was born in Bethlehem The Son of God by name. Fear not then, said the Angel, Let nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour Of a pure Virgin bright; So frequently to vanquish all The friends of Satan quite. O tidings, &c. The shepherds at these tidings Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a feeding In tempest, storm, and wind, And went to Bethlehem straightway, This blessed Babe to find. O tidings, &c. But when they came to Bethlehem, Where our dear Saviour lay, They found Him in a manger, Where oxen fed on hay; His mother, Mary, kneeling, Unto the Lord did pray. O tidings, &c. 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. O tidings, &c. |
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