Mat and Savanna Shaw and BYU Vocal Point - Carol of the Bells/Wayfaring Stranger

Hark how the bells,
sweet silver bells,
all seem to say,
throw cares away

Christmas is here,
bringing good cheer,
to young and old,
meek and the bold.

Ding dong ding dong
that is their song
with joyful ring
all caroling.

One seems to hear
words of good cheer
from everywhere
filling the air.

Oh how they pound,
raising the sound,
o'er hill and dale,
telling their tale.

Gaily they ring
while people sing
songs of good cheer,
Christmas is here.

Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas,
Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas.
On on they send,
on without end,
their joyful tone
to every home.

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world of woe
There's no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright land to which I go
I'm going there to see my mother
She'd said she'd meet me when I come
I'm just goin over Jordan
I'm just goin over home
I'm just a goin over home
To every home

I'm going home

I’ll soon be free, from Earthly trial
(Hark how the bells, sweet silver bells
All seem to say, throw cares away)
My body sleep, in the church yard
(Christmas is here, bringing good cheer,
Ding dong ding dong, that is their song
With joyful ring, all caroling)
I’ll drop the cross of self-denial
(Hark how the bells, sweet silver bells
All seem to say, throw cares away)
And enter on my great reward
(On on they send, on without end,
Their joyful tone, to every home)

I'm going there to see my Savior
To sing His praise forever more
I'm just a goin over Jordan
I'm just a goin over home

I'm just a goin over home
To every home
Over home
Hark how the bells
Over home
To every home

Written by:
Mykola Dmytrovych Leontovych

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Lyrics © BYU MUSIC PUBLISHING GROUP

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