“Wow! It’s Christmas, happiness coming Now for the gift welcoming loving Then to the church to bow before God And to the market to buy me a gift I have the fifty cents all for myself” Fanny jumped happily, she ran out to shop. Dancing and skipping she went on her way Across holy Churches, Across lit up houses Across snow laden parks and snowy canals Gardening, sweating She had made her money. “I want a present, A present I want, I had a hard time to earn these Christmas is the best time to forget it all” She cried out with joy, To the man in the shop Beautiful pastries and plum cakes a fresh Packed up in boxes She left from the shop But lo! At the end of the street, she did see A young dainty lady, holding her child Sobbing away at the plight so sad Tired she looked, unhappy too For her baby was sick and hungry too Fanny stood still and thought for a while Then the gift to the child, she smilingly gave The two of them, Very grateful now, went on their way to their cold little home Blessed is the child, Who gift from the heart Rest she will ever in the arm of her Lord.