The Christ­mas tree, the fair­est tree,
On earth no riv­al know­ing;
Howev­er small the gar­den be,
All ra­diant blooms the won­drous tree,
With ev­ery flow­er glow­ing,
With ev­ery flow­er glow­ing,
Yes, glow­ing.

List while I tell: one glor­ious night,
The Lord to earth was giv­en.
The Sav­ior, who with ho­ly light,
Led lost and sin­ful man aright
And brought him back to Heav­en,
And brought him back to Heav­en,
To Heav­en.

His gra­cious rays il­lume the earth,
The night of fear dis­pel­ling.
Your Christ­mas gifts, your joy­ous mirth
Today the Christ-child sends to earth.
Come make your heart His dwell­ing,
Come make your heart His dwell­ing,
His dwell­ing.

O let Him in! ’tis not a dream;
Your heart shall be His gar­den,
Wherein shall grow a tree most fair
Protected by His ten­der care,
And yield­ing peace and par­don,
And yield­ing peace and par­don,
And par­don.