Their varied tones in sweetness blend,
And like a psalm of praise ascend,
And each glad heart in rapture swells,
Responsive to the Sabbath Bells.
Flaming like lurid light of hell,
Startled at midnight by the bell,
Oh, merciless, disastrous fire,
That spreads and rises, higher, higher, higher!
Crackling in speech like flames in fir,
That needs not the interpreter.