Out of the ground made the Lord God to grow every tree that is pleasant to the sight, and good for food; the tree of life also in the midst of the garden.@Genesis 2:9

Mary N. Meigs, in the Hymn, Tune, and Service Book for Sunday Schools (Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts: Am­er­i­can Un­i­tar­i­an As­so­ci­a­tion, 1869), num­ber 204.

Fred­er­ick Schill­ing (🔊 pdf nwc).

Christmas Tree, Bad Kissingen, Germany

There’s a wonderful tree, a wonderful tree,
The happy children rejoice to see;
It is spreading its branches year by year,
It comes from the forest to flourish here.
Oh, this beautiful tree, with its branches wide,
Is always, is always blooming at Christmas tide.

It is not alone in the summer’s sheen,
Its boughs are broad and its leaves are green;
It is blooming for us as the wild winds blow,
And earth is all white with the feathery snow;
And this wonderful tree with its branches wide,
Bears many, bears many a gift for the Christmas tide.

It is all alone with its tapers’ glow,
That flash on shining eyes below,
And the strange, sweet fruit on each laden bough,
Is all to be plucked by the gatherers now.
Oh! this wonderful tree, with its branches wide,
We hail it, we hail it, with joy at the Christmastide.

And a voice is telling its boughs among,
Of shepherds watching and angels’ song;
Of a holy Babe in a manger low,
The beautiful story of long ago.
When a radiant star threw its beams so wide,
To herald, to herald the earliest Christmastide.

So then spread thy branches, O wonderful tree,
And bring some dainty gift to me;
May you fill my heart with burning love,
To Him who didst come from His home above;
From His beautiful home with the glorified,
To give us, to give us the joy of Christmastide.