God rest ye merry, Gentlemen

 

MELODIE

MELODIE MELODIE

  

God rest ye mer-ry, gen-tle-men, 
Let noth-ing you dis-may; 
Re-mem-ber Christ, our Sa--viour, 
Was born on Christ-mas day, 
To save us all from Sa-tan's pow'r 
When we were gone a-stray:  
O - tid-ings of com--fort and joy, com-fort and joy, 
O - tid--ings of com--fort and joy.  

In Beth-le-hem in Jew--ry 
This bless-ed Babe was born, 
And laid with-in a man--ger 
U-pon this bless-ed morn; 
The which His Moth-er, Ma--ry 
Did noth-ing take in scorn:  
O - tid-ings of com--fort and joy, com-fort and joy, 
O - tid--ings of com--fort and joy.  

From God, our heavn'-ly Fa--ther 
A bless-ed an-gel came, 
And un-to cer-tain shep--herds 
Brought tid-ings of the same, 
How that in Beth-le-hem was born 
The Son of God by name:  
O - tid-ings of com--fort and joy, com-fort and joy, 
O - tid--ings of com--fort and joy.  

Fear not, then said the an--gel, 
Let noth-ing you af-fright, 
This day is born a Sa--viour, 
Of vir-tue, pow'r and might; 
So fre-quent-ly to van-quish all 
The friends of Sa-tan quite.  
O - tid-ings of com--fort and joy, com-fort and joy, 
O - tid--ings of com--fort and joy.  

The shep-herds at those tid--ings 
Re-jo-ced much in mind, 
And left their flocks a-feed--ing, 
In tem-pest, storm and wind, 
And went to Beth-le-hem straight-way 
This bless-ed Babe to find:  
O - tid-ings of com--fort and joy, com-fort and joy, 
O - tid--ings of com--fort and joy.

  

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