O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,

How faithful are thy branches!

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,

How faithful are thy branches!

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,

Green not alone in summertime,

But in the winter's frost and rime;

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,

How faithful are they branches.

'Tis not alone in summer's sheen,

Its boughs are broad, it's leaves are green;

It blooms for us when wild winds blow,

And earth is white with feath'ry snow;

A voice tells all its boughs amoung

Of sheperds watch, and angel's song

Of holy babe in manger low,

The story of so long ago.