Like a chime of sil­ver bells
In the dark­ness ring­ing,
Comes a voice that ev­er tells
Of the Shep­herd’s care;
To the wan­d’rer from the fold,
Love is ev­er bring­ing,
Tidings from the gates of gold,
Of a wel­come there.

Refrain

Follow Me, O hear the Shep­herd say­ing,
Seek the door to pas­tures ev­er fair;
Heed, O heed thy Sav­ior’s ten­der plead­ing;
Follow Him and find a wel­come there.

Lost one, will you close your ears
To the ma­gic sto­ry,
That can charm away your fears
When earth’s joys de­part?
Shall the spell of ev­il hide
From your eyes the glo­ry,
That for­ev­er will abide,
With the pure in heart?

Refrain

Lo! the tempt­er doth de­ceive,
Luring you to sad­ness;
Then he mocks you while you grieve,
Pointing to des­pair;
From his fet­ters break away,
Seek the path of glad­ness;
Spurn the plea­sures that de­cay,
Of their sting be­ware.

Refrain