I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day is one of my favorite Christmas carols/hymns. It regularly appeared in the rotation of songs we would sing when my church went caroling. Still, I haven’t thought about or listened to that song in a few years. This year, however, the song has been at the top of my mind.
If you’ve never listened to it before, here are the lyrics:
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 the 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!
As you can probably tell by the Old English words, it is a fairly old hymn. Like many hymns, its lyrics and music were at separate times and by different people. The melody/music was written by composer John Baptiste Calkin in 1848, and poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow penned the words on Christmas Day in 1863. Those words flowed from him following a period of immense grief. His wife of 18 years tragically passed away two years prior, while his oldest son was severely wounded fighting for the Union Army in the Civil War. You can feel the pain in his words, because not only was he dealing with personal grief, but America was also embroiled in the darkest period in the nation’s history. Any time a country’s citizens fight each other, even when the cause is just and moral, it’s difficult to identify a victor no matter the outcome.
For some reason, the lyrics have been on my heart for the past week, especially the third stanza:
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.”
While we aren’t living in anything close to as brutal and tragic as the American Civil War, America doesn’t feel okay right now. For much of America’s history, her citizens have been able to find commonality and unity in spite of differences. That feels like it’s been eroded away on a daily basis right now. In the past, our presidents have been unifying forces in times of trouble, reaching across the metaphorical aisle to the other side to put the nation’s needs first. For the past nine years, that hasn’t been the case. Hatred and vitriol are on the lips of many politicians, ready to be yelled.
“For hate is strong…”
Rather than operating with wisdom, many act out of emotion first. Donald Trump has made a mockery of the presidential office. Look no further than his poor behavior during this year’s ceremonial Thanksgiving turkey pardon at the White House. What is typically a lighthearted and fun event was used as an opportunity to attack members of the opposite party. Social media and the internet have made it easy for people to loudly share their opinions and attack others without having real conversations with people, and we’re seeing the effect on society and culture. It used to be the minority that would be so vocal, but when a leader is doing it too, it feels different.
“And mocks the song…”
Violence and aggression are the main tactics to arrest, detain, and potentially deport those with the legal right to be in the United States. The country is carrying out military operations in the Caribbean against people we’re told are drug smugglers. We ran covert bombing raids in Iran despite not being attacked first, and we continue to support Israel in Gaza and Palestine even though the operations there have long moved on from being defensive.
“Of peace on earth…”
Then there is the open hatred of America’s immigrant community and the erosion of the country’s social safety net. Governmental funding has been reduced or scrapped altogether, forcing citizens and local/state governments to pick up the slack. And don’t be fooled that it’s because government spending is being reined in. One look at military spending will show the fallacy of that thinking. The destruction of the social safety net has led to a rise in homelessness, food insecurity, and people simply falling through the cracks.
“Good will to men”
Put all of this together, and nothing feels normal. I don’t watch or read the news anymore because it became too depressing and would upset me. I hate seeing people who are hurting, have had their circumstances changed, and their lives uprooted despite having no say in the matter. I can only imagine how upset Jesus would be with this. And it’s easy to leave it there and be bogged down in the sadness…to not look forward to brighter days ahead and focus on the positives. Thankfully, the fourth and fifth stanzas of Longfellow’s poem exist.
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!
Take heart in knowing that God is still on His throne and that Jesus still died, and more importantly, rose and defeated death for all of us. God has always been and always will be the same. He doesn’t change, which in a constantly changing world, is comforting.
Humans have always done a great job of taking care of each other in the midst of crisis and adversity. Sure, funding cuts have put a lot of strain on non-profits, but people are stepping up to fill the gap. One example is Erie Gives, an annual campaign collects, matches, and distributes money across Erie County, Pennsylvania, non-profits. This year, over $11.3 million was raised for 539 non-profits, destroying the previous record of $9.7 million for 2024. A second example was learning that our town’s police department has vouchers for hotel stays, food, and gas that are reserved for those in need, including people facing homelessness. Humans are coming together to take care of each other and to fight for what they feel is right. That’s heartwarming and eye-opening. If we’re called to be the hands and feet of Jesus, it starts by loving each other as He would.
In this Christmas season, we should focus on the message in Longfellow’s poem and the angel’s message from Luke 2:14 that he was referencing. Because even though it feels dark right now, it’s felt darker at different times in history, and daybreak is always on the horizon. With that, here is my favorite rendition of the hymn.














