Cheerily, Cheerily Singing

This the morn Christ was born

long ago

And His birth all the earth soon shall know;

As the star from afar wise men led

Guardian an­gels hov­ered o’er His low­ly bed.

Cheerily

chee­ri­ly sing­ing

Merrily

mer­ri­ly ring­ing

Merrily ring the bells

Sweetly their mu­sic tells

Of a king who comes to reign for­ev­er

Cheerily

chee­ri­ly sing­ing

Merrily

mer­ri­ly ring­ing

Merrily ring the bells

Sweetly their mu­sic tells

Merrily

mer­ri­ly

ring the bells.

Send a song clear and strong

o’er the sea

And pro­claim in His name

ye are free.

Angel throngs sing the songs o’er and o’er

Glory be to God on high for­ev­er­more.

Loudly swells

from the bells

as they ring

Tidings grand o’er the land of our king

And the song borne along ne’er shall cease

Wonderful

the Coun­se­lor

the Prince of Peace.