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

Still through the cloven skies they come

With peaceful wings unfurled

And still their heavenly music floats

O'er all the weary world

Peace on Earth, good will to men

From Heaven's gracious King

Yet with the woes of sin and strife

The world has suffered long

Beneath the blessed angel strain have rolled

Two thousand years of wrong

O hush the noise ye men of strife

And hear the angels sing

The world in solemn stillness lay