God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen - Knightsbridge

God rest ye merry, gentlemen

Let nothing you dismay

Oh 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

In Bethlehem, in Israel

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 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

«Fear not then, «said the Angel

«Let nothing you affright

This day is born a Saviour

Of a pure Virgin bright

To free all those who trust in Him

From Satan’s power and might.»

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

The Son of God to find

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 other doth deface

O tidings of comfort and joy

Comfort and joy

O tidings of comfort and joy