Hark to the song of prayer, of praise,
Speeding along the world’s highways,
Echoing on from hill to hill:
“Peace on earth, good will, good will!”
Hark to the melody sweet and clear
Swiftly borne to the eager ear;
Echoing on from hill to hill:
“Peace on earth, good will, good will!”
Hark to the carol of life, of love,
Wafted down from the realms above.
Echoing on from hill to hill:
“Peace on earth, good will, good will!”
WELL MAY I LAUGH.
Well may I laugh when the earth is aglow
With bountiful gifts love alone can bestow;
The manifold works from the Father’s own hand,
But image the wealth of Immanuel’s land.
Well may I laugh when the sun is so bright,
The mountains and valleys are bathing in light;
The breezes of summer and winter’s shrill blast,
All telling of greatness and glory at last.
Well may I laugh from pure gladness of heart,
For in this fair world even I have a part;
There is not a day but what something is done,
Some good is accomplished, some victory won.
Well may I laugh, it is pleasant to live,
To love and to labor, to gain and to give;
While never a pleasure in life can compare,
With pleasures eternal that all men may share.