Willcocks, D: God rest you merry, gentlemen Songtext
von The Choir of HM Chapel Royal, Hampton Court Palace
Willcocks, D: God rest you merry, gentlemen Songtext
God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
For Jesus Christ, our Saviour
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
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
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
The shepherds at those tidings
Were much affrighted
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
Let nothing you dismay
For Jesus Christ, our Saviour
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
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
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
The shepherds at those tidings
Were much affrighted
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
Writer(s): David V. Willcocks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

