2. A gain, O loving glad ness, The morn of light is Saviour, The chil dren of thy here; 3. Tell out, sweet bells, his prais es! Ο let us sing his grace name ! And earth itself looks fair - er, And heaven itself more near; The bells,like an-gel Pre-pare them-selves to seek thee With in thy chosen place. Our song shall rise to Still louder and still farther His mighty deeds pro-claim, Till all whom he re voi ces,Speak peace to every breast; And all the land lies greet thee, If thou our hearts wilt raise; If thou our lips wilt 0 - pen, Our ed Shall own him Lord and King, Till ev-ery knee shall worship,And REFRAIN 9 keep the day of rest. mouth shall show thy praise. ev ery tongue shall sing. Glory be to Jesus, Let all his chil-dren say; d. |