God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen Songtext

von Bruce Cockburn

God rest ye merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Savior 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 Jewry This blessed babe was born And layed within a manger Upon this blessed morn For 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!

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!