Sabbath Bells

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Sabbath Bells

Oh holy Sabbath bells,

Ye have a pleasant voice!

Through all the land your music swells,

And man with one commandment tells

To rest and to rejoice.

As birds rejoice to flee

From dark and stormy skies

To brighter lands beyond the sea

Where skies are calm, and wings are free

To wander and to rise;

As thirsty travellers sing,

Through desert paths that pass,

To hear the welcome waters spring,

And see, beyond the spray they fling

Tall trees and waving grass;

So we rejoice to know

Your melody begun;

For when our paths are parched below

Ye tell us where green pastures glow

And living waters run.