I heard the church bells ringing
I heard the children singing
With happy hearts and voices sweet
On Christmas morn that song so meet.
Ring
ring
merry bells
ring;
This is the song the church bells ring
This is the song the angels sing
Peace on earth
goodwill toward men.
I heard the mother saying
I heard the old man praying
With agèd lips and feeble frame
And lowly knee—the words the same.
The storm is gently dying
The snow is softly lying
On shrouded hill and silent stream:
All nature sleeps—and this her dream.
The cares of day grow lighter
The hour of death grows brighter;
For Jesus Christ was born today
Let young and old unite and say
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