Loud and clear the sweet

1 Loud and clear the sweet bells sound,
Ringing music all around,
Calling all, wherever found,
To the blessed Sabbath-School.
Children, come, obey the call,
Come, we seek you one and all,
Learn to break from sinful thrall,
In the blessed Sabbath-School.
Loud and clear the sweet bells sound,
Ringing music all around,
Calling all, wherever found,
To the blessed Sabbath-School.

2 When o'er all the winter's snow,
Falleth white, and still, and slow,
Children always love to go
To the blessed Sabbath-School.
When the Spring comes bright and fair,
Tossing perfume in the air,
Come the children flocking there,
To the blessed Sabbath-School.
When o'er all the winter's snow,
Falleth white, and still, and slow,
Children always love to go
To the blessed Sabbath-School.

3 With the Summer bright and fleet,
To the bird-songs clear and sweet,
Keeping time, come little feet
To their blessed Sabbath-School,
Through the Autumn's purple shine,
When the fruits with flowers twine,
Still they pass that happy line,
To the blessed Sabbath-School.
With the Summer bright and fleet,
To the bird-songs clear and sweet,
Keeping time, come little feet
To their blessed Sabbath-School.

4 Ever on, through all the year,
On, through smiling On, through tears,
'Till the Gate of Light appears;
Keeping well each golden rule,
Go the shining white robed throng,
Guarded from earth's bitter wrongs,
'Till they pass to Heaven in song,
From the blessed Sabbath-School.
Ever on, through all the year,
On, through smiling On, through tears,
'Till the Gate of Light appears;
Keeping well each golden rule.


Source: The Little Sower for Sabbath Schools #141