Deep and grand in tones sublime, Hear the passing bells of time, Ring the dirge of moments dead, Golden hours whose joys are fled— Still those bells of time we hear, Tolling, tolling: Hark! the word:
Eternity! Eternity! Eternity!
In the rosy morning fair, In the sultry noonday glare, In the dewy evening bright, In the silent hush of night— Still those bells of time we hear, Tolling, tolling, loud and clear:
When with breaking heart we bend, O’er a tried and faithful friend, When the parting hour draws nigh, And we catch the last “goodbye”— Still those bells of time we hear, Tolling, tolling, loud and clear:
Precious word! if safe we stand On the Christian’s borderland Trusting Him, whose loving smile Lights and cheers us all the while— Bells of time with joy we hear, Tolling, tolling, sweet and clear: