Verse 1:
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.

Verse 2:
I thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along th' unbroken song,
Of peace on earth, good will to men.

Verse 3:
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."

Chorus:
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."

Verse 4:
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!

Chorus:
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."

Outro:
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!