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 heavens all gracious King!" The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels, to hear them sing O ye beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps so slow; Look now, for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing; Oh rest beside the weary road And hear the angels, and hear them sing "Peace on the earth, goodwill to men From heavens all gracious King!" The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels, to hear them sing Sing –Sing –Sing – Sing Still through the broken skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled; 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 Babel sounds The blessed angels, the blessed angels sing |
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