Gods rest ye merry, Paganfolk,
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember our Lord's birth this morn
He's born each Yuletide day;
To bring the light unto the darkness,
Bringing Spring reborn.
(CHORUS)
He heralds Spring with peace and love and joy,
Peace and love and joy,
He heralds spring with peace and love and joy!
From the Gods our eternal Parents
A blessed spirit came;
And spoke to Pagans worldwide
Bringing tiding of the names;
We call the Gods by many faces,
Like the Dark Lord born this day.
(CHORUS)
We call the Gods by Lord and Lady,
Sometimes by their Names.
The Gods and the Goddesses
by each turning of wheel.
We call them into ritual,
And give them all we feel.
(CHORUS)
Now at this time of Yuletide,
The Dark Lord's who we praise.
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace;
This wonderous time of Yuletide,
All Pagan come to praise.
(CHORUS)
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