Ding, dong! Merrily on high,
In Heav’n the bells are ringing.
Ding, dong! Verily the sky
Is filled with angels singing.

Gloria, 
Hosanna in excelsis!

Even so here below,
Let steeple bells be swinging,
And “io, io, io”
By priest and people singing.

Pray you dutifully, prime
Your morning chime, ye ringers;
May you beautifully rhyme
Your evening song, ye singers.