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<h2>RING OUT THE BELLS FOR CHRISTMAS</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;She gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped Him in cloths and placed Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.&#8221; Luke 2:7</h3></p>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_o_g_ogden_wa.jpg" alt="William Augustine Ogden (1841-1897)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="133.333333333333" height="200.666666666667"><em>Words &amp; Music:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_o_g_ogden_wa.html" target="_blank">William Augustine Ogden</a>, <em>The Silver Song</em> (Toledo, Ohio: W. W. Whitney, 1870) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_r_o_rotbxmas.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Ring out the bells for Christmas,<br>
The happy happy day;<br>
In winter wild, the holy Child<br>
Within the cradle lay.<br>
O wonderful! the Savior<br>
Is in the manger lone;<br>
His palace is a stable,<br>
And Mary&#8217;s arms His throne.</p>
<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
<p class="refrain">Ring out the bells for Christmas,<br>
The merry, merry Christmas,<br>
Ring out the bells for Christmas,<br>
The happy, happy day.</p>
<p>On Beth&#8217;lem&#8217;s quiet hillside,<br>
In ages long gone by,<br>
In angel notes the glory floats,<br>
&#8220;Glory to God on high.&#8221;<br>
Yet wakes the sun as joyous<br>
As when the Lord was born,<br>
And still He comes to greet you<br>
On ev&#8217;ry Christmas morn.</p>
<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
<p>Where&#8217;er His sweet lambs gather,<br>
Within this gentle fold<br>
The Savior dear is waiting near,<br>
As in the days of old.<br>
In each young heart you see Him,<br>
In ev&#8217;ry guileless face,<br>
You see the holy Jesus,<br>
Who grew in truth and grace.</p>
<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
<p>In many a darksome cottage,<br>
In many a crowded street,<br>
In winter bleak, with shiv&#8217;ring cheek,<br>
The homeless child you meet.<br>
Gaze upon the pale, wan features,<br>
The feet with wand&#8217;ring sore.<br>
You see the souls He loveth,<br>
The Christ Child at the door.</p>
<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
<p>Then sing your gladsome carols,<br>
And hail the newborn Sun;<br>
For Christmas light is passing bright,<br>
It smiles on everyone;<br>
And feast Christ&#8217;s little children,<br>
His poor, his orphans call,<br>
For He Who chose the manger,<br>
He loveth one and all.</p>
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