I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day by
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
(1807-1882)
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.'
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.
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