Gods Rest Ye Merry Paganfolk
Gods rest ye merry pagan folk
Let none of you dismay.
Remember that the Sun returns
Upon this Solstice Day
The growing dark is ended now
And spring is on its way
Oh tidings of comfort and Joy
Comfort and Joy
Oh tidings of comfort and Joy
The winter's worst still lies ahead
Fierce Tempest Snow and Rain
Beneath the blanket on the ground
The Spark of life remains
The Sun's warm rays caress the seeds
To raise Life's song again
Oh tidings of comfort and Joy
Comfort and Joy
Oh tidings of comfort and Joy
Within the blessed apple lies
The promise of the Queen
For from this pentacle shall rise
The orchards fresh and green
The Earth shall blossom once again
The air be sweet and clean
Oh tidings of comfort and Joy
Comfort and Joy
Oh tidings of comfort and Joy