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Lyrics
God rest ye merry, gentlement,
Let nothing you dismay,
For Jesus Christ our Savior
Was born upon this day,
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray.
Oh 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:
The which His mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn.
Oh 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,
Haw that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of god by name.
Oh 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 afeeding
In tempest, storm and wind,
And went to Bethlehem straightaway,
The blessed babe to find.
Oh 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.
Oh tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy;
O tidings of comfort and joy.
Arrangement Copyright © 2000 Don Wigton
A free chord chart to this song is available at the Wigtune Home Page @ http://userzweb.lightspeed.net/wigton/wigtune.htm
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