I hear my Sunday-school bell ringing, Soon the choir will be singing, Calling us to worship thus and so; The teachers take their places as you know. Then the lessons we shall heed, As all so plainly need; Oh what a happy place to go, To keep us from the foe. Yes, it will make our lives better When we seek no wrong to fetter, But in a lovely place like this to be; So come along to my Sunday school with me. |