God rest ye merry gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay;
Remember, Christ, our saviour.
Was born on Christmas day,
To save us all from Satan's pow'r
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;
The 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 heav'nly 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 Saviour,
Of virtue, power and might;
So frequently to vanquish all
The friends of Satan quite."

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
This blessed Babe to find:

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

But when to Bethlehem they came,
Whereat this Infant lay,
They found Him in a manger,
Where oxen feed on hay;
His mother, Mary, kneeling,
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 others doth deface:

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