All Manner of Thing Shall Be Well

Loud are the bellls of Norwich

and the people come and go.

Here by the tower of Julian

I tell them what I know.

Ring out Bells of Norwich

And let the winter come and go.

All shall be well again, I know.

All shall be well I'm telling you.

Let the winter

Come and go.

All shall be well again, I know.

Whatever you celebrate this Season, may it be well.