I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat

Of peace on earth, good will to men.

I thought how, as the day had come,

The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along the unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.


And in despair I bowed my head:
?There is no peace on earth,? I said,

?For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.?


Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
?God is not dead, nor doth he sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,

With peace on earth, good will to men.?

Till, ringing singing, on its way,

The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime,
Of peace on earth, good will to men!