Ring the Bells of Heaven
Words by William O. Cushing Music by George F. Root
"Ring the bells of heaven I there is joy to-day
For a soul, returning from the wild.”
A little girl in England, who was much beloved by her parents, was dying. She had been very fond of our hymns and would often speak of how much she loved them. A few days before she died she said to her mother: ”When I am gone, mother, will you ask the girls of the school to sing that hymn,
For a soul returning from the wild;
See! the Father meets him out upon the way,
Welcoming His weary, wandering child!
Glory! glory! how the angels sing!
Glory! glory! how the loud harps ring!'"