Ring the Bells of Heaven

Ring the bells of Heav­en! There is joy to­day

For a soul

re­turn­ing from the wild!

See

the Fa­ther meets him out up­on the way

Welcoming His wea­ry

wan­der­ing child.

Glory! Glo­ry! How the an­gels sing:

Glory! Glory! How the loud harps ring!

’Tis the ran­somed army

like a migh­ty sea

Pealing forth the an­them of the free.

Ring the bells of Heav­en! There is joy to­day

For the wan­der­er now is re­con­ciled;

Yes

a soul is res­cued from his sin­ful way

And is born anew a ran­somed child.

Ring the bells of Heav­en! Spread the feast to­day!

Angels

swell the glad tri­umph­ant strain!

Tell the joy­ful tid­ings

bear it far away!

For a pre­cious soul is born again.