1 The bells in the steeple are chiming today,
So cheerily, merrily, blithely and gay;
Now what is the message they’re trying to say,
As backward and forward their iron tongues sway?
God is good, his mercy and his grace,
Bounteous, lavish and free are found in ev’ry place;
God is good, his love we all may trace;
Wonderful message, our God is good!
2 The sunshine lies brightly on garden and wold,
And flickers thro’ green leaves of forest tress old;
Now what is the message its warm rays unfold,
While tipping the steeple and tree tops with gold? [Refrain]
3 The flowers are ev’rywhere smiling, I see,
And nodding their heads in the greatest of glee;
Now what can the cause of their happiness be,
As brightly they gleam over meadow and lea? [Refrain]