The Little Christingle Girl

Oh sweet little Christingle girl Your daddy is so very far away “Bring my daddy safely home” These are the words you pray Oh sweet little Christingle girl Daddy is away at the war “Bring my daddy safely home Bring him safely to our door” Oh sweet little Christingle girl How she misses daddy far away How sad she is, he won’t be home To be with them on Christmas day At Sunday school she made a christingle She took an orange to represent the world. And to symbolize the blood Christ shed She took the red ribbon from her curls Then she decorated four tooth picks With fruits and sweets and marshmallows These she placed in the four corners To represented all the earthly souls Then finally in the centre of the orange She stood a single candle of purest white And when lit, the candle represented The world filled with Christ’s loving light The sweet little Christingle girl Took it home with her that day And stood it in the window So daddy would find his way And the sweet little Christingle girl With her daddy so very far away Knew that when he did come home That would be their Christmas day