It Came Upon the Midnight Clear


It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold:
"Peace on the earth, goodwill to men
From heav'n's all gracious King!"
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing.

Still through the cloven skies they come,
With peaceful wings unfurl'd;
And still their heav'nly music floats
O'er all the weary world:
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on hov'ring wing,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.

O ye beneath life's crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow;
Look now, for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing;
Oh rest beside the weary road
And hear the angels sing.

For lo! the days are hast'ning on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold,
When the new heav'n and earth shall own
The Prince of Peace, their King,
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing.

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jane, nc

21 December 2014 at 12:05pm

need for Sunday school great to just find music

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Ferni, Czech Republic

18 April 2014 at 7:28pm

This is a neat sumramy. Thanks for sharing!

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Janet, United States

8 January 2014 at 11:24pm

This is my favorite Christmas song!

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Millie Pedley, United Kingdom

16 November 2013 at 10:53pm


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