The Little Fir Tree

At Christmas time so long ago,
The winds were blowing high and low;
A little green fir tree grew by the Inn,
A little fir tree straight and slim.
«Noel, Noel!» the Angels sang,
«Noel, Noel! Goodwill to man.»
A little green fir tree grew by the Inn,
A little green fir tree straight and slim.
And looking up, across the night,
The fir tree saw the Star so bright.
The little fir tree wondered why
The star was moving in the sky.
The star shone over Bethlehem,
Over the stable inn, and then;
The little green fir tree shone with light,
Lit by the star that wintry night.
The fir tree shone so long ago;
And still in winter’s frost and snow,
The little green fir tree comes each year
To bring us joy and Christmas cheer.