The Creeds Of The Bells Comments

332 MANUAL OF READING. CREEDS OF THE BELLS. G.W. Bungay. How sweet the chime of the Sabbath bells! Each one its creed in music tells, In tones that float upon the air, As soft as song, and pure as prayer; And I will put in simple rhyme The language of the golden chime. My happy heart with rapture swells Responsive to the bells sweet bells. (high.) * l In deeds of love excel excel, Chimed out from ivied towers a bell; (pure.) This is the church not built on sands, Emblem of one not built with hands; Its forms and sacred rites revere, Come worship here come worship here; In rituals and faith excel, Chimed out the Episcopalian bell. (low.) Oh, heed the ancient landmarks well, In solemn tones exclaimed a bell; (oro.) No progress made by mortal man Can change the just, eternal plan. With God there can be nothing new; Ignore the false, embrace the true, While all is well is well is well, Pealed out the good old Dutch Church bell (pure.) Oh swell, ye purifying waters, swell, In mellow tones rang out a bell; Though faith alone in Christ can save; Man must be plunged beneath the wave, To show the world unfaltering faith In what the sacred Scripture saith. Oh swell, ye rising waters, swell, Pealed out the clear-toned Baptist bell. (p.) Not faith alone, but works as well, Must test the soul, said a soft bell; Come here, and cast aside your load, And work your way along the road, With faith in God, and faith in man, And hope in Christ, where hope began: (echo.) Do well do well do well do well, Pealed forth the Unitarian bell.