I heard the bells, on Christmas day, their old familiar carols play,
And, wild and sweet, the words repeat of peace on Earth, goodwill to men.
And I thought how, as the day had come, the belfries of all Christendom had rolled along the unbroken song of peace on Earth, goodwill to men.
'Til ringing, singing on its way, the world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime of peace on Earth, goodwill 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, goodwill to men."
I heard the bells on Christmas day,
Yeah, yeah.
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, goodwill to men."
Peace on Earth, goodwill to men,
Peace on Earth, goodwill to men.
Goodwill to men,
I heard the bells on Christmas day,
Peace on Earth, goodwill to men,
I heard the bells on Christmas day,
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