1 Many stories quaint and olden
Oft are told to me;
Some are touched with grief and sadness,
Others full of glee;
But there’s one that’s sweeter, dearer,
Than all other lays,
’Tis the story told by angels
In the olden days.
Refrain:
Sweet and joyous is the ringing,
Of the bells, Christmas bells;
Full of beauty is the story
Each one gladly tells,
Christmas bells, sweet bells.
2 Songs of almost heav’nly sweetness
Fall upon my ear,
Happy songs of home and kindred,
Filling me with cheer;
One surpassing all the others,
In my soul doth ring,
’Tis the song of peace and glory
Christmas angels sing. [Refrain]
3 Many are the gifts I cherish,
Friendship’s token true,
Giving me exquisite pleasure,
As they meet my view;
But there’s one of priceless value,
Blessings to impart,
’Tis the Christ child’s Christmas greeting,
Treasured in my heart. [Refrain]