God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen / We Three Kings(Live From The Christmas Special / 2020) feat. Sarah McLachlan

歌詞

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