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. And thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along The unbroken song Of peace on earth, good will to men. Till ringing, singing on its way, The world revolved from day to day, A voice, a chime, A chant sublime 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." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THIS DAY I COMPLETE MY THIRTY-SIXTH YEAR by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE SPARROW by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE YEAR'S AWAKENING by THOMAS HARDY CALYPSO WATCHING THE OCEAN by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON CLERICAL OPPRESSORS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |