The Bells Of Bethlehem Lyrics

1. Angels three with gifts for the King;
Ring out, wild bells, in far Judee!
A branch of myrrh and a golden ring,
And incense to burn for the worshipping!
Ring out, wild bells,
Ring out, ring out, wild bells
In a far city.

2. Gold and crown of life they bend;
Ring out, wild bells, in far Judee!
Incense for pray'rs that ever ascent,
And myrrh for the rest that comes at the end.
Ring out, wild bells,
Ring out, ring out, wild bells
In a far city.

The Mother
3. Child and King, these gifts for thee;
Ring out, wild bells, in far Judee!
Gifts of the noblest, fair to see.
But has Thou none for to give to me?
Ring out, wild bells,
Ring out, ring out, wild bells
In a far city.

The Child
4. Mother sweet, O look not there,
Ring out, wild bells, in far Judee!
For thee from the Star comes a Lily fair,
Far better than all the jewels rare.
Ring out, wild bells,
Ring out, ring out, wild bells
In a far city.