Beautiful snow, so pure and white, Dancing through the air you go; Falling so gently, softly1 and light From the clouds above to the earth below.
Beautiful snow, so pure and white, The crowning2 beauty of winter cold; Falling both by day and by night, Falling on mountain-top and wold.
Beautiful snow, so pure and white, Falling gently on vale and dell; Covering the cottage of the poor, And the mansion3 of the rich as well.
Beautiful snow, so pure and white, Falling on things both high and low; Hiding the fallen leaves out of sight, While over the brown tree you thickly blow.
Beautiful snow, white and pure, Oh, how I love to see you fall! Oh, I am certain, yes, I am sure, Nothing's as pretty as snow at all.
Lord4! Make my heart as pure and white, As the snow when it falls from above; Fill me with the truth and light, And sweet, beautiful faith and love.
