Don’t you love Christmas carols? Yeah, me, too! And one of my favorite’s is I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day. Even more so because I know the story behind the song. Beauty out of tragedy.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was at his peak as a poet. The Civil War has just begun, and his oldest son, Charles, at the age of 17, ran off to join the Union Army, against Longfellow’s wishes.
On July 10, 1861, Longfellow’s wife Fanny wrote in her journal about her daughters, “We are all sighing for the good sea breeze instead of this stifling land one filled with dust. Poor Allegra is very droopy with heat, and Edie has to get her hair in a net to free her neck from the weight.”
The next day, Fanny cut some of Edith’s long curls and decided to save them in an envelope. She melted some sealing wax to seal the envelope, but a few drops of the wax fell on her dress, unnoticed. A breeze through the window caught the flame and engulfed her dress.
To protect her daughters, she quickly ran to Longfellow in his study for assistance. He tried frantically to extinguish the flames with a small rug, which proved insufficient, so he threw his arms around her to smother the flames. In the process, he received serious burns to his face, arms, and hands. Unfortunately, he was not able to help her enough, for Fanny died the next morning. Longfellow was so badly burned that he was unable to attend Fanny’s funeral.
In his diary for Christmas Day, 1861, Longfellow wrote, “How inexpressibly sad are all holidays. I can make no record of these days. Better leave them wrapped in silence. Perhaps someday God will give me peace.”
In all the pictures of him after this, he has a full beard as he was no longer able to shave due to the burns and scarring.
Almost a year after Fanny’s death, Longfellow received word that Charles had been shot under his shoulder blade and the bullet ricocheted and hit his spine. He sustained injuries, which seriously disabled him. It was reported that he missed being paralyzed by less than one inch. (Some accounts say Charles was killed but others say this is not true.)
That Christmas, his journal was empty.
But the next year, for whatever reason, Longfellow had found renewed hope, which stirred his soul enough to pen a poem. And on December 25, 1864, he wrote I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day, which originally contained seven stanzas. However, two stanzas were removed because they referenced the Civil War. In 1872, John Baptiste Calkin composed the tune, rearranging the remaining five stanzas.
And today, we have his beautiful words preserved…
I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day
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.
If you are suffering some tragedy this Christmas season, I pray you will hear the bells. And may peace and goodwill prevail around you this season.
*Linking up with Kelly Balarie and her site Purposefulfaith.com
I loved hearing this story, Lynn.
God can certainly use our pain to bring hope to other people. Lovely example.
Touching story, isn’t it? Lots of people needing hope. Thanks so much, Carol! xoxox
wow, I didn’t know this story. powerful and I think comforting for some to hear. Holiday an be so difficult for those with losses
Heart-wrenching, isn’t it? And I agree, comforting for those hard times. Thank you, sweetie! ❤
Thank you so much for sharing the story behind the song. It has long been one of my favorites and I never knew the tragedy in Longfellow’s life. Your post brought tears to my eyes. I will cherish this song even more knowing the background. It’s true even today when things look so bad that God is still on the throne. I’m stopping by from #raralinkup
Hello, Gayl! I’m so honored to have you visit. It is touching to know background stories like this, isn’t it? So much more meaningful. Thank you so much for stopping by. May you have a very blessed Christmas! 😀
Such encouraging words Lynn! So many have a hard time finding joy right now and you just brought it to them. Thank you for Cheerleading with me! XOXO
Hey, sweetie! You are such a wonderful encouraging cheerleader! I think I’ll call you Miss PomPom! LOL Thanks so much for stopping by. Blessings to you! Ra! Ra! 😀
Lynn, this is such a beautiful, heartfelt story. I love how we can have the hope of Christ in spite of the tragedies in life. What a mighty God we serve! Thank you for sharing!
Thank you so much, sweetie, for stopping by and commenting. So appreciate it. It is an encouraging story, isn’t it? And yes, what a might God we serve! Christmas blessings to you! xoxox