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| Song Name: |
God Rest Ye Merry Gentelmen |
By: |
Public Domain |
| Posted By: |
dino |
Difficulty: |
Any |
| Key: |
C |
Genre: |
Holiday |
| Harp Type: |
Diatonic |
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| Created: |
2007-12-13 08:12:25 |
Modified: |
2007-12-15 09:12:30 |
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| | Fav Count: | 17 |
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God rest ye merry, gen-tle-men
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Let nothing you dismay
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Re-mem-ber, Christ, our Sa-v-ior
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Was born on Christmas day
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To save us all from Satan's power
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When we were gone astray
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O--- tidings of comfort and joy,
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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
And when they came to Bethlehem
Where our dear Saviour lay,
They found Him in a manger,
Where oxen feed on hay;
His Mother Mary kneeling down,
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 other doth deface.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy |
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