God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen — Perry Como

God rest ye merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, Remember christ our saviour, 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 . . .

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 . . .

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

The shepherds at these tidings, Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a feeding, In tempest storm and wind, And went to bethlehem straight way, The blessed babe to find, Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy, Oh tidings of comfort and joy . . .