Now 'tis the merry Christmas time,
And the church-bells peal a joyous chime
O'er fields of virgin snow;
And to the church all decked with green,
Along each pathway may be seen
The grateful people go!
For we are tol [sic] that this blessed morn
A Saviour unto us was born:
And the people to church are flocking thus
To praise him who lived and died for us, who lived and died for us.