Above all the roar of the cities, And over the hills and the dells, With a message of peace to the nations, Ring the beautiful Bethlehem bells, Bringing joy to the souls that are sighing In hovels where poverty dwells, There is life, there is life for the dying In the beautiful Bethlehem bells.
Far off in the land that is lovely, For the tender, sweet story it tells, In the light of a glorious morning, Rang the beautiful Bethlehem bells; And still in the hearts of creation An anthem exultingly swells At that memory sweet of the ringing Of the beautiful Bethlehem bells.
They rang o’er the hills and the valleys, They summoned the glad world that day, From regions of night to the manger, Where the beautiful child Jesus lay; And forever and ever and ever A wonderful melody dwells In the tender, sweet ringing and singing Of the beautiful Bethlehem bells.
For they sing of a love that is deathless, A love that still triumphs in loss; They sing of the love that is leading The world to the Calvary cross. Ring sweet o’er the sound of the cities, Ring sweet o’er the hills and the dells, And touch us with tenderest pities, Oh, the beautiful Bethlehem bells.
