From our happy
Through the world we
One week in all the year,
Making winter
With the joy we
For Christmas-tide is here.
Now the eastern
Shines from
To light the poorest home;
Hearts warmer grow,
Gifts freely flow,
For Christmas-tide has come.
Now gay trees
Before young eyes,
Abloom with tempting cheer;
Blithe voices sing,
And blithe bells ring,
For Christmas-tide is here.
Oh, happy chime,
Oh, blessed time,
That draws us all so near!"Welcome, dear day,"All creatures say,
For Christmas-tide is here.
