Tree Wassail

 

We praise the trees strong may you grow,

We praise your roots that downward go.

We praise your branches reaching high, 

Baring leaves that touch the sky....

In the Spring with blossoms crowned, 

In Fall apples ripe and round.

Bless the flower and bless the seed, 

And bless the fruit of every tree....

 

 May winter's cold to you be kind, 

May you blossom in the Spring sunshine.

May gentle rain in it's season fall, 

May you be loved by one and all....

In the Spring with blossoms crowned, 

In Fall apples ripe and round.

Bless the flower and bless the seed, 

And bless the fruit of every tree....

We thank you for your blossoms sweet,

We thank you for the fruit we eat.

Receive our thanks for all you give,

Grow in joy long may you live....

In the Spring with blossoms crowned, 

In Fall apples ripe and round.

Bless the flower and bless the seed, 

And bless the fruit of every tree....

'Tree Wassail" ~ sung by Anne Hill on Circle Round and Sing