Ye shall find the Babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
Luke 2:12
Words: Traditional English. Published in The carol, edited by Charles W. Wendte (Cincinnati, Ohio: John Church, 1886), page 151.
Music: Tekirdağ, anonymous, 1886 (🔊 pdf nwc). Repeats last two lines of each verse.
God give ye merry Christmas tide,
Ye gentle people all!
And in your merry making may
No evil chance befall;
Rejoice! for once at Bethlehem
While shepherds knelt to pray,
Our blessèd Master, Jesus Christ,
Was born on Christmas day;
Our blessèd Master, Jesus Christ,
Was born on Christmas day.
Ye hang the twining winter-green,
The glad home fires ye light,
And cheery Merry Christmas keep,
With hearts and voices bright;
But in a stall at Bethlehem,
Where simple shepherds pray,
Our blessèd Master, Jesus Christ,
Was born on Christmas day;
Our blessèd Master, Jesus Christ,
Was born on Christmas day.
The wintry wind blows chill against
The hovel’s creaking door;
Hard by the earth the driven snow
Lies drifted on the floor.
And cheerless once at Bethlehem
The lowly manger lay,
Where Jesus Christ, our blessèd Lord,
Was born on Christmas day,
Where Jesus Christ, our blessèd Lord,
Was born on Christmas day.
God give ye merry Christmas-tide,
And give ye all to see
How blessèd ’tis to give and know
The grace of charity;
Rejoice! for once at Bethlehem,
To give His life away,
Our blessèd Master, Jesus Christ,
Was born on Christmas day;
Our blessèd Master, Jesus Christ,
Was born on Christmas day.