Hark! I hear the silver bells,
the joyful carolers caroling.
They sing about a wondrous birth;
such love their song is sharing.
Many paths have brought them here
where all have meshed as one.
A happier sound impossible
than voices raised to praise the Son.
Even now (two thousand years!)
though peace has long been riven,
we celebrate that Holy Child
and the miraculous gift He’s given.