Merry Christmas Bells Are Ringing (Waite)

Merry Christ­mas bells are ring­ing

Ringing far and near

Angel voic­es sweet­ly sing­ing

Singing soft and clear;

Glory! for the Lord is come

Jesus makes the earth His home.

Happy voic­es catch the ec­ho

Of the an­gels’ song;

Grand old chant

and joy­ous car­ol

Ring the aisles along.

Let our lips their hom­age pay

To the Sav­ior born to­day.

Graceful Christ­mas greens are wreath­ing

Column

choir and nave;

While their cross-tipped boughs say ev­er

Jesus comes to save.

And the spi­cy fir’s per­fume

Breathes its wel­come: Christ is come!

In our souls let glad obe­di­ence

Faith and love ent­wine

Yielding Christ­mas od­ors sweet­er

Than the frag­rant pine;

So our hearts shall hom­age pay

To the Sav­ior

born to­day.

Precious Christ­mas gifts are glad­den­ing

Many a heart and home;

But the Gift all gifts ex­cel­ling

Christ

Him­self

is come;

In your hearts make speedy room

For the Christ

the Lord is come!

And have we no gifts to of­fer

To our Lord and king?

Lord

ourselves

our souls and bo­dies

Unto Thee we bring.

With our lips glad hom­age pay

To the Sav­ior

born to­day!