Ella Fitzgerald

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
God rest ye merry gentlemenLet nothing you dismayRemember Christ our saviorWas born on Christmas dayTo save us all from Satan's powerWhen we were gone astrayOh tidings of comfort and joyComfort and joyOh tidings of comfort and joyFrom God our heavenly fatherThe blessed angel cameAnd unto certain shepherdsBrought tidings of the sameHow bad in Bethlehem was bornThe son of God by nameOh tidings of comfort and joyComfort and joyOh tidings of comfort and joyNow to the Lord sing praisesAll you with in this placeAnd with true love and brotherhoodEach other now embraceThis holy tide of ChristmasAll ever that you can faceOh tidings of comfort and joyComfort and joyOh tidings of comfort and joy From Letras Mania