God rest you merry, gentlemen
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let nothing you dismay
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remember Christ our Savior
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was born on Christmas day
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to save us all from Satan's pow'r
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when we were gone astray
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Chorus
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o tidings of comfort and joy
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comfort and joy
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o tidings of comfort and joy
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from God our heavenly Father
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a blessed angel came
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and unto certain shepherds
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brought tidings of the same
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how that in Bethlehem was born
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the Son of God by name
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"fear not," then said the angel
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"let nothing you affright
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this day is born a Savior
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of virtue, power, and might
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so frequently to vanquish all
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the friends of Satan quite"
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Chorus
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the shepherds at those tidings
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rejoiced much in mind
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and left their flocks a-feeding,
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in tempest, storm, and wind
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and went to Bethlehem straightway
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this blessed babe to find
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but when to Bethlehem they came
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whereat this infant lay
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they found him in a manger
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where oxen feed on hay
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His mother Mary kneeling
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unto the Lord did pray
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Chorus
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now to the Lord sing praises
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all you within this place,
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and with true love and brotherhood
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each other now embrace
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this holy tide of Christmas
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all others doth deface
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Chorus
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God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
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| Sixpence None The Richer |
