WIND THROUGH THE OLIVE TREES

A NEW SONG FOR MY BROWNIES
Singing was a favorite activity of my Brownies.
Around 1962,a new girl joined our troop.
Her family had lived in Scotland for a time and had just returned.
One day, the mother of our new member visited our troop. She taught us a song I hadn't known.

The poem and song,Wind Through the Olive Trees a traditional carol in this season, comes again and reminds us of the gifts the Creator brings into life: a cooling breeze, and trees, people and creatures,joy, and love!

WIND THROUGH THE OLIVE TREES

Wind through the olive trees
Softly did blow,
Round little Bethlehem,
Long,long,ago.

Sheep on the hillside lay,
Whiter than snow.
Shepherds were watching them,
Long,long, ago.

Then from the happy skies,
Angels bent low,
Singing their songs of joy,
Long,long ago.

For in a manger bed,
Cradled we know,
Christ came to Bethlehem,
Long long ago.
Traditional

Recalled
December 23,2006