Deep tolls the muffled bell

Deep tolls the muffled bell
With its voice of woe,
Bidding solemn — sad farewell
To all things below!
Home, home!
Come home!
— Thus it seems to say, —
Where rest
Awaits the blest
In eternal day!

Sweet sounds the Sabbath bell
Summoning to prayer,
Bidding cheerful — glad farewell
To all worldly care;
Enter in,
And from sin,
Thus it seems to say,—
Here rest,
Where the blest
Come to kneel and pray!

Lord! so true to Thee alone
Tune this discordant soul,
That with the same soft Sabbath tone
Whenever it may toll, —
That sweet bell
Of joy may tell,
And ever seem to say, —
Home, home!
Come home!
Come to Christ away!