The Bell-Man

Past three o'clock,

No moon

And a stormy night.

Thro' the darkness and the rain

I go by and come again;

With my lanthorn and my bell

I stand watch, and all is well.

Good folks who are fast asleep,

God ye save and God ye keep!

One His watch forever taketh,

Till the day in glory breaketh.

Good folks all who lie awake,

Do no sin for His sweet sake!

And if any souls this night have passed,

Pray for them and us at last.

Past four o'clock,

No moon,

And a stormy night.