It Came upon the Midnight Clear

1. It came upon the midnight clear,

That glorious song of old,

From angels bending near the earth

To touch their harps of gold.

2. Still thru the cloven skies they come

With peaceful wings unfurled,

And still their heav’nly music floats

O’er all the weary world.

Peace on the earth, good will to men

From heav’n’s all-gracious King.

The world in solemn stillness lay

To hear the angels sing.

3. For lo!, the days are hastening on,

By prophet bards foretold,

When with the ever-circling years

Comes round the age of gold

When peace shall over all the earth

Its ancient splendors fling,

And the whole world give back the song

Which now the angels sing.

4. Look now, for glad and golden hours

Come swiftly on the wing.

Oh, rest beside the weary road

And hear the angels sing.

Come hear the angels sing.

Sing.