[Verse] Evening paints the sky with gold, Whispers of the day grow old, From the tower, clear and bright, Rings a song that lifts the night. [Pre-Chorus] Every chime a gentle call, Echoes deep within us all. [Chorus] Hear the bell, it sings of grace, Lighting up this quiet place, Calling hearts to rise and swell, In the sound of the church bell. Hear the bell, a holy spell, Breaking through the evening’s shell, Hope is born where shadows dwell, In the sound of the church bell. [Verse] Golden hues as daylight fades, Memories like soft cascades, In the air, a sacred tune, Guiding home beneath the moon. [Pre-Chorus] Every chime a gentle call, Echoes deep within us all. [Chorus] Hear the bell, it sings of grace, Lighting up this quiet place, Calling hearts to rise and swell, In the sound of the church bell. Hear the bell, a holy spell, Breaking through the evening’s shell, Hope is born where shadows dwell, In the sound of the church bell. [Bridge] In every ring, a prayer is found, Love’s embrace, a healing sound, Through all the years, through joy and tears, The bell reminds, God’s always near. [Chorus] Hear the bell, it sings of grace, Lighting up this quiet place, Calling hearts to rise and swell, In the sound of the church bell. Hear the bell, a holy spell, Breaking through the evening’s shell, Hope is born where shadows dwell, In the sound of the church bell. [Outro] Softly now, the echoes swell, Wrapped within the church bell’s knell.