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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>RING THE BELLS OF HEAVEN</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“He ran to his son, threw his arms around him, and kissed him.” Luke 15:19</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_c_u_cushing_wo.jpg" alt="William Orcutt Cushing (1823-1902)" width="133.333333333333" height="197.333333333333"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_u_cushing_wo.html" target="_blank">William Orcutt Cushing</a>, in <em>Sacred Songs</em>, by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_a_sankey_id.html" target="_blank">Ira Sankey</a>, 1874.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Ring the Bells,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_r_o_root_gf.html" target="_blank">George Frederick Root</a>, <em>Chapel Gems for Sunday School</em> (Chicago, Illinois: Root & Cady, 1866) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_r_ringbell.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </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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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_t_o_root_gf.jpg" alt="George Frederick Root (1820-1895)" width="133.333333333333" height="192.666666666667"></td>
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<p>Cushing wrote about these words:</p>
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<p>The melody ran in my head all day long, chiming and flowing in its sweet musical cadence. I wished greatly that I might secure the tune for use in the Sunday-school and for other Christian purposes. When I heard the bells of heaven ringing of some sinner that had returned, it seemed like a glad day. Then the words, “Ring the bells of heaven” at once flowed down into the waiting melody.</p>
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<p>Ring the bells of heaven! There is joy today,<br>
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For a soul, returning from the wild!<br>
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See, the Father meets him out upon the way,<br>
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Welcoming His weary, wandering child.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p class="refrain">Glory! Glory! How the angels sing:<br>
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Glory! Glory! How the loud harps ring!<br>
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’Tis the ransomed army, like a mighty sea,<br>
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Pealing forth the anthem of the free.</p>
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<p>Ring the bells of heaven! There is joy today,<br>
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For the wanderer now is reconciled;<br>
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Yes, a soul is rescued from his sinful way,<br>
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And is born anew a ransomed child.</p>
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<p>Ring the bells of heaven! Spread the feast today!<br>
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Angels, swell the glad triumphant strain!<br>
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Tell the joyful tidings, bear it far away!<br>
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For a precious soul is born again.</p>
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