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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.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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11 9 10 10 11 12
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1869
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Bible Refs:
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Gen 2:9;
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MUSIC
Name:
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THERE’S A WONDERFUL TREE
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Meter:
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11 9 10 10 11 12
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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