Текст: Nana Mouskouri. God Rest Ye merry, Gentlemen.

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 laid within a manger, upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary, did not 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 other doth deface

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