I heard the bells on Christmas Day
play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, to men!

how, as the day had come,
The of all
Had
The song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

, , singing on its way,
The world from night to day,
A voice, a ,
A
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black, mouth
The cannon in the ,
And with the sound
The carols
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

It was as if an earthquake
The of a continent,
And made
The
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in I my head;
"There is no peace on earth," I said:
"For hate is strong,
And the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"

Then the bells :
"God is not dead; nor he sleep!
The Wrong shall ,
The Right ,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!"