The Bells Are Calling

Come away

the bells are call­ing

Merry bells of Christ­mas time;

Youthful hearts again are bound­ing

While we catch their tune­ful chime.

Merry

mer­ry bells

mer­ry

mer­ry bells

Listen to their car­ol and the joy it tells;

Ringing far and near

ring­ing sweet and clear

O the bless­èd mu­sic of the old-time bells.

Come away

they still are call­ing

While

to crown our fest­al scene

Busy fin­gers now are twin­ing

Wreaths of hol­ly bright and green.

Come away

our faith is call­ing

And we look with lov­ing eyes

On a low­ly man­ger cra­dle

Where the in­fant Sav­ior lies.

Come away

our souls are call­ing

While the bells re­spons­ive ring;

Hallelujah in the high­est

To the Lord’s an­oint­ed king.