Suenen dulces himnos

Suenen dulces himnos, gratos al Señor
y oiganse en concierto universal,
desde el alto cielo baja el Salvador
para beneficio del mortal

Gloria, gloria sea a nuestro Dios
gloria, si cantemos a una voz,
y el cantar de gloria que se oyó en Belén,
sea nuestro cántico también.

Salte de alegría lleno el corazón,
la abatida pobre humanidad.
Dios se compadece viendo su aflicción
y le muestra buena voluntad

Surja en nuestras almas noble gratitud
hacia el que nos brinda redención,
a Jesús el Cristo, que nos da salud,
tributemos nuestra adoración

Lyrics by William O. Cushing (1866), music by George F. Root (1866)

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Ring the bells of Heaven


Ring the bells of Heaven! There is joy today,
For a soul, returning from the wild!
See, the Father meets him out upon the way,
Welcoming His weary, wandering child.

Glory! Glory! How the angels sing:
Glory! Glory! How the loud harps ring!
‘Tis the ransomed army, like a mighty sea,
pealing forth the anthem of the free.

Ring the bells of Heaven! There is joy today,
For the wanderer now is reconciled;
Yes, a soul is rescued from his sinful way,
And is born anew a ransomed child.

Glory! Glory! How the angels sing:
Glory! Glory! How the loud harps ring!
‘Tis the ransomed army, like a mighty sea,
pealing forth the anthem of the free.

Ring the bells of Heaven! Spread the feast today!
Angels, swell the glad triumphant strain!
Tell the joyful tidings, bear it far away!
For a precious soul is born again.

Glory! Glory! How the angels sing:
Glory! Glory! How the loud harps ring!
‘Tis the ransomed army, like a mighty sea,
pealing forth the anthem of the free

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