Good day and wel­come, dear Christ­mas tree!
To young and old bring­ing peace and plea­sure,
’Mid glow and glim­mer and child­ren’s glee,
’Bove fruits and flags shines a bright star gold­en.
That star shall guide us, what­e’er be­tide us,
Tow’rd God on high!

’Twas Christ­mas­tide in the East­ern land
When God His star in the heav­ens kin­dled,
That all might know, to the far­thest strand,
To earth that night He had sent child Je­sus.
O won­drous sto­ry, what light and glo­ry
In Beth­le­hem!

At twi­light hour in the long ago
Our moth­er taught us the heav’n­ly mes­sage,
That Je­sus brought to all men be­low,
Those hours and words can ne’er be for­got­ten.
Those mem’ries saint­ed thou bring’st un­taint­ed,
O Christ­mas tree!