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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
"Fear not," then said the angel, Let nothing you affright
This day is born a Savior, Of virtue, power, and might
So frequently to vanquish all The friends of Satan quite
O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind
And left their flocks a-feeding, In tempest, storm, and wind
And went to Bethlehem straightaway This blessed babe to find
O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
But when to Bethlehem they came, Whereat this infant lay
They found him in a manger, Where oxen feed on hay;
His mother Mary kneeling, Unto the Lord did pray
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 others doth deface
O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy