I heard the bells on Christmas day br Their old familiar carols play, br And wild and sweet the words repeat br Of peace on earth, good will to men. br br I thought how, as the day had come, br The belfries of all Christendom br Had rolled along th'unbroken song br Of peace on earth, good will to men. br br And in despair I bowed my head: br 'There is no peace on earth, ' I said br 'For hate is strong, and mocks the song br Of peace on earth, good will to men.' br br Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: br 'God is not dead, nor doth He sleep; br The wrong shall fail, the right prevail, br With peace on earth, good will to men.' br br Till, ringing, singing on its way, br The world revolved from night to day br A voice, a chime, a chant sublime, br Of peace on earth, good will to men.