The Christmas Tree

Why are candles brightly burning
All among the Christmas tree?
Outer darkness ever spurning,
Tell me what their missions be.

They remind us of a Saviour,
Born to us one Christmas Day,
Who to change a world's behavior,
Lighted up the pilgrim's way.

Evergreen we see, why is it,
That the tree is always green?
Why should ev'ry Christmas visit
Bring the hues we've always seen?

It bespeaks the life eternal,
Given us by Christ, the Lord,
Points us to the life, supernal
And the Christian's great reward.

Though in dresses torn and tattered,
Though they're in the best attired,
Gifts to all the friends are scattered —
Why is such a thing desired?

'Tis the highest gift of heaven,
That those presents represent,
How, to all a Saviour given,
That, my child, is what is meant.
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