Remembering

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.

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."

Then peal 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!"