Santa Claus

1 Christmas is come, the hills are all white,
Shining so clear in mystic moonlight,
Down in the valleys deep lies the snow
Winter has hushed the rivulet's flow.

Chorus:
Ring the bells in the old church tower,
Christmas eve 'tis, a gladsome hour,
Ring the bells cheerily full of glee,
Chime forth in gladsome harmony.

2 Twelve strikes the clock in the steeple so high,
Telling the hours as swiftly they fly,
Listen, for ever the hills comes a sound
Many Swift feet so cheerily bound. [Chorus]

3 Santa Claus comes with sleighloads of toys,
Generous friend of girls and of boys,
Smiles as he thinks of the innocent heads
Lying so still in soft cradle beds. [Chorus]

4 Look from the window, see them sweep past,
Onward, still onward gaily and fast,
Merrily, O yes, merrily O
Tinkling the bells and dashing the snow. [Chorus]

5 Over the ice and over the snow,
Hark! you can hear them swiftly they go,
Merrily, O, yes, merrily O,
Tinkling the bells and dashing the snow. [Chorus]

Source: The Little Sower for Sabbath Schools #148