“Christmas Bells” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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 night to day,  
A voice, a chime,  
A chant sublime  
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!   
Then from each black, accursed mouth  
The cannon thundered in the South,  
And with the sound 

The carols drowned  
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!   
It was as if an earthquake rent  
The hearth-stones of a continent, 

And made forlorn 

The households born  
Of peace on earth, good-will 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, 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."