Elizabeth Jane Corbett

writing her way home

The North Wind …

This is possibly carol is sung to the dreariest tune in the world.
But the words are nice.
The North Wind is tossing the leaves,
The red dust is over the town,
The sparrows are under the eaves,
And the grass in the paddock is brown;
As we lift up our voices and sing
To the Christ-Child the Heavenly King.

The tree-ferns in green gullies sway;
The cool stream flows silently by;
The joy bells are greeting the day,
And the chimes are adrift in the sky,
As we lift up our voices and sing
To the Christ-Child the Heavenly King.

Have a Good One


Corbett Family Christmas Letter – December 2008


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  1. Anonymous

    lovely carol we used to sing at school in Sydney ~ 40 yrs ago ! googled it for the 1st time as just remembered it, woner who the author is and when written.

  2. I am not sure. From memory it is written by a woman around the turn of the century. It is number 246 in the Australian Hymn Book.

    If I find out more I will put it on my blog. 🙂

  3. Anonymous

    thanks for that, was chatting to friends in Adelaide and they also remembered it from school, it doesn’t seem to be heard much these days yet its essence is so very Auatralian

  4. eagles

    It was written in 1948, copyright via Chappell, suspect it should be rights free by now, therefore.

    Author was John Wheeler, Music by William G (“Bill”) James

    Found while looking for an mp3, sang it in a choir practice last night, first time of seeing. I was looking for an mp3 for practice at home when I cam across your blog 🙂

    I’m hanner cymro, btw.

    hwyl fawr, annuwyl hannercymraes

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