Christmas in lands of the fir tree and pine,
Christmas in lands of the palm tree and vine;
Christmas where snow peaks
Stand solemn and white,
Christmas where corn fields lie sunny and bright.
Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight!
Christmas where children are hopeful and gay,
Christmas where old men are patient and gray,
Christmas where peace,
Like a dove in its flight,
Broods over brave men in thick of the fight.
See the young Child who is Master of all,
No place too great, and no cottage too small;
Angels who welcome
Him sing from the height,
City of David, with royalty bright!
Let every heart keep its Christmas within
Pity for sorrow, and hatred for sin.
Care for the weakest,
And courage for right,
Dread of the darkness, and love of the light.
Stars of the midnight which compass us round
See a strange glory, and hear a sweet sound;
Look, see the earth is aflame with delight:
Sons of the morning, rejoice at the sight!