(to the tune of God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen)

Now rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
You know the sun is born again
To bring us a new day
To save us all from winter's power
And call from far the May

O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

The Holly King and Ivy Queen
Will reign for this Yuletide
And Mistletoe with berries white
Will promise us a child
And fir tree crowned with star so bright
This time with us will bide

O tidings...

Now old Saint Nick is flying
Above our own roof-tree
And in the dance, our horns held high
We set our spirits free
The Turkish Knight will live again
The New Year for to see

O tidings...

Yule Songs