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 th' 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.