Christmas Carols

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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:
    "Peace on the earth, goodwill to men,
    From heavín's all-gracious King."
    The world in solemn stillness lay
    To hear the angels sing.
  2. Still through the cloven skies they come,
    With peaceful wings unfurled,
    And still their heavínly music floats
    O'er all the weary world;
    Above its sad and lowly plains,
    They bend on hovíring wing,
    And ever o'er its Babel sounds
    The blessŤd angels sing.
  3. Yet with the woes of sin and strife
    The world has suffered long;
    Beneath the angelsí strain have rolled
    Two thousand years of wrong;
    And man, at war with man, hears not
    The love-song which they bring;
    O hush the noise, ye men of strife,
    And hear the angels sing!
  4. And ye, beneath life's crushing load,
    Whose forms 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!
  5. For lo! the days are hastíning 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 splendours fling,
    And the whole world give back the song
    Which now the angels sing.