Dear Lord, these friends of mine, where they may stray,Wilt Thou bear each Thy blessing on this day?For now the season comes when Yule-logs burn,When hearts grow kind, and sweeter dreamings turnUnto these olden, golden friends. I prayThy benediction on them all this day,And let Thy light of love and mercy shine,Dear Lord, this day, on all these friends of mine!
Dear Lord, these friends of mine, where they may stray,Wilt Thou bear each Thy blessing on this day?For now the season comes when Yule-logs burn,When hearts grow kind, and sweeter dreamings turnUnto these olden, golden friends. I prayThy benediction on them all this day,And let Thy light of love and mercy shine,Dear Lord, this day, on all these friends of mine!