With so much tragedy and hardship in the world, this poem is just as resonant as when it was penned. Our hearts would fail…but ‘God’s not dead…” One of our sons has been strongly impacted by the Newsboy’s song “God’s Not Dead” and is working on a duet with a friend for our homeschool talent show.  We also have been studying the Civil War (which is the context for when this piece was written). We have been singing Carols every day- and O, they are wild and sweet….Therefore, this poem for us today was serendipity…the fingerprints of God. The hope of Christmas is Christ Himself, God with us, Emmanuel.

Christmas Bells

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 18071882
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.”