I've Just Looked From The Window To See The Snow Come Down, And Make The Streets Look Nice And White, That Lately Were So Brown. I've Seen A Little Beggar-Girl Go By In All The Cold; She Had No Shoes Nor Stockings On, Her Dress Was Torn And Old. How Thankful I Should Be To God, Who Gives Me Clothes And Food, A Nice Warm Fire, A Pleasant Home, And Parents Kind And Good! Mamma, I'll Always Try To Help The Hungry And The Poor; For Those Who Are Not Warmed And Fed, I Pity, I Am Sure.