I heard the bells on Christmas day 
Their old familiar carols play, 
And mild and sweet the words repeat 
Of peace on earth, good will to men. 

I thought as now, this day had come, 
The belfries of all Christendom 
had rung so long 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."