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 heaven'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 And still their heavenly
music floats, O'er all the weary world. Above its
sad and lowly plains they bend on hovering wing
And ever o'er its Babel sounds the blessed angels sing

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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 O rest
beside the weary road 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 new heaven and
earth shall own the prince of peace their King And
the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing