The Gospel Bells

The Gos­pel bells are ring­ing

Over land

from sea to sea:

Blessèd news of free sal­va­tion

Do they of­fer you and me.

For God so loved the world

That His on­ly Son He gave;

Whosoe’er be­liev­eth in Him

Everlasting life shall have.

Gospel bells

how they ring;

Over land from sea to sea;

Gospel bells free­ly bring

Blessèd news to you and me.

The Gos­pel bells in­vite us

To a feast pre­pared for all;

Do not slight the in­vi­ta­tion

Nor re­ject the gra­cious call.

I am the Bread of life;

Eat of Me

thou hun­gry soul;

Tho’ your sins be red as crim­son

They shall be as white as wool.

The Gos­pel bells give warn­ing

As they sound from day to day

Of the fate which doth await them

Who for­ev­er will de­lay.

Escape ye

for thy life;

Tarry not in all the plain

Nor be­hind thee look

oh

nev­er

Lest thou be con­sumed in pain.

The Gos­pel bells are joy­ful

As they echo far and wide

Bearing notes of per­fect par­don

Thro’ a Sav­ior cru­ci­fied.

Good tid­ings of great joy

To all peo­ple do I bring

Unto you is born a Sav­ior

Which is Christ the Lord and King.