| Song | Ring Out The Bells For Christmas |
| Album | Christian Hymnal – Series 3 |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
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| Tags | Ring Out The Bells For Christmas |
| Theme(s) | Christmas |
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Ring Out The Bells For Christmas,
The Happy, Happy Day;
In Winter Wild, The Holy Child
Within The Cradle Lay.
O Wonderful! The Saviour
Is In The Manger Lone;
His Palace Is A Stable,
And Mary’s Arms His Throne.
Ring Out The Bells For Christmas,
The Merry, Merry Christmas,
Ring Out The Bells For Christmas,
The Happy, Happy Day.
On Bethlehem’s Quiet Hillside,
In Ages Long Gone By,
In Angel Notes The Glory Floats,
“Glory To God On High.”
Yet Wakes The Sun As Joyous
As When The Lord Was Born,
And Still He Comes To Greet You
On Every Christmas Morn.
Wherever His Sweet Lambs Gather,
Within This Gentle Fold
The Saviour Dear Is Waiting Near,
As In The Days Of Old.
In Each Young Heart You See Him,
In Every Guileless Face,
You See The Holy Jesus,
Who Grew In Truth And Grace.
In Many A Darksome Cottage,
In Many A Crowded Street,
In Winter Bleak, With Shivering Cheek,
The Homeless Child You Meet.
Gaze Upon The Pale, Wan Features,
The Feet With Wandering Sore.
You See The Souls He Loveth,
The Christ Child At The Door.
Then Sing Your Gladsome Carols,
And Hail The New-Born Sun;
For Christmas Light Is Passing Bright,
It Smiles On Everyone;
And Feast Christ’s Little Children,
His Poor, His Orphans Call,
For He Who Chose The Manger,
He Loveth One And All.
