Irish Rovers - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen | Текст песни

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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
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy

In Bethlehem, in Israel,
This blessed babe was born
And laid within a manger,
Upon a Christmas morn'
That which his mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
Oh, 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
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy

Now to the Lord sing praises
All you within this place
And with true love and brother hood
Each other now embrace
This holy tide of Christmas
All others doth deface
oh oh

O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy...