1 Raised between the earth and heaven,
Now our bells are set on high;
In the Name of Him Who giveth
Skill, and strength, and industry.

2 For His praise we meekly lay them
As a gift beneath His throne;
All their sweet and noblest music
Shall resound for Him alone.

3 Faithful men afar shall listen,
'Mid their daily toil or rest,
While the melody shall bid them
Love the Church where all are blest.

4 Earth's rejoicings, bright and holy,
Shall be signed with joyful peal;
And the music from the steeple
Shall our love and faith reveal.

5 They who languish, sick and lonely,
Shall be minded as they sigh,
Of the Church's one communion,
God's true home and family.

6 When the spirits of the faithful
Pass away to light and peace;
Solemn tones shall then forewarn us,
Soon our life and work must cease.

7 May these loud and well-tuned voices,
Pealing forth in grand accord,
Lift our hearts through joy and sorrow
To Thy throne, most gracious Lord.

Amen.