Hark, throughout Christendom joy-bells are ringing, From mountain and valley, o'er land and o'er sea, Sweet choral melodies pealing and thrilling,

Echoes of ages from far Galilee.

ANON

Christmas bells once more are ringing,
Sounding far and wide;
Joyful voices, carols singing,
Welcome Christmastide,
And the story grand repeating

This new Christmas morn,

While our hearts with joy are beating,

How the Lord was born.

KATE M. HUMPHREYS

The bells are mad with joy in the steeple,
And a joyous people abate their mirth
To hark to the ryhthmic undulating

Inundating the old new earth.

ROSALIND E. JONES

Gayly ring the old church bells;
What is it they say?
Christian people all rejoice,
It is Christmas Day.

Lay your work, your sorrows, by,
Happy be and gay;

For but once in the long year

Cometh Christmas Day.

Through the frosty air are ringing

ANON

Christmas chimes, glad tidings bringing;

Hark! the bells in cadence swinging

"In excelsis gloria!”

MIRIAM LESTER

Ring out, glad bells, on Christmas Day
From all the courts of earth!
Ring out in the same blessed way
That rang the Savior's birth!

Ring out! ring out! glad Christmas bells!
For so our Lord is given!

Now earth her joyous anthem tells,
An answering choir from heaven!

MIRIAM LESTER

This is the day that Christ was born!
Hark to the music, sweet and wild,
That wakens glad hearts and forlorn,
To greet the blessed Child!

O silver bells, that ring so clear,
All the wintry morning gray,
Rouse up the sleeping world to hear
That Christ was born to-day!

MARY E. BRADLEY

I heard the bells of Christmas Day
Their old familiar carols play,

And wild and sweet the words repeat,
peace on earth, good-will to men.

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Then pealed the bells more loud and deep,
"God is not dead; nor doth He sleep;
The Wrong shall fail, the Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!"

H. W. LONGFELLOW

CHRISTMAS BELLS

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Hark! the bells

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the glad Christmas bells

Ring in the crystal morn;

The old, sweet tale their music tells,
Of how, in Bethlehem, born

Was Christ the Lord,- our Savior, King.
Joy, joy the world around!

Oh! let us, while these memories cling,
Teach some sad heart the sound.

Ring far and near, sweet Christmas chimes,
The angels' song of joy;

And waft us back to those glad times

Which blessed the world for aye.

Ring merry, merry bells

The Christmas morn;

Ring out a joyful peal!
The Savior comes,

The Christ is born;

He comes to save and heal.

M.

ANON.

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MIRTH

It is meet that we should make merry and be glad.-—Luke

XV: 32.