It Came UPon A Midnight Clear
It came upon a midnight clear - That glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth - To touch their harps of gold
Peace on the earth, good will to men - From Heaven's all gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay - To hear the angels sing

Still through the cloven skies they come - With peacful wings unfurled
And still their heavenly music floats - O'er all the weary world
Above it's sad and lowly plains - They bend on hovering wing
And ever o'er it's Babel sonuds - 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 flro glad and golden hours - And hear the angels sing

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