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. Of peace on Earth, good will to men. Of peace on Earth, good will! Of peace on Earth, good will to men, to men whom he favors. But 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, Of peace on Earth, good will to men. Of peace on Earth, good will! Of peace on Earth, good will to men, to men whom he favors. Then pealed the bells more loud and deep, "God is not dead, nor does he sleep. The wrong shall fail, God's Word prevail, With peace on Earth, good will to men. With peace on Earth, good will to men. With peace on Earth, good will to men! With peace on Earth, good will to men, to men whom he favors!
