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 Roll'd Along Th' Unbroken Song
Of Peace On Earth, Good Will To Men.

And In Despair, I Bow'd 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."