I've been wanting to post this poem since the day that I read it. I was cut to my heart when I read it. "Peace on earth, goodwill to men..." was always a common Christmas phrase I've heard for years but never had I thought that its origins were before the days of Longfellow. Bells, trees, snow, presents and the like can have a sort of hypnotic effect on us all during these seasons and I love how the lyrics in this poem 'shake' us:
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.
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.”
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.
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How precious is the hope and peace of God! In the midst of what is a tumultuous time for so many I pray that we all remember that "God is not dead, nor doth He sleep..." Merry Christmas! Our Hope is come! May this song and these words stay in your heart during the months to come.
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