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Текст песни Barenaked Ladies - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen (Medley)
God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Saviour
Was born upon this 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!
From God our heavenly Father
This 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!
O, star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to that perfect light
Born a king on Bethlehem's plain;
Gold I bring to crown Him again;
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign
O, star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light
Glorious now behold Him arise
King and God and sacrifice
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Worship Him, God Most High
O, star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to that perfect light
God rest ye merry, gentlemen
God rest ye merry, gentlemen
God rest ye merry, gentlemen...
We three kings of orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star
Born a baby on Bethlehem's plain
Gold we bring to crown him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to rein
Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light
Frankincense to offer have i
Incense owns a deity nigh
Pray'r and praising, all men raising
Worship him, God most high
Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light
Heaven sings hallelujah
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes of life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb
Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light
