| Lyrics: | (J. Marks)
[Recorded June 16, 1964, Los Angeles]
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.
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.
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."
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. |
