IT CAME UPON A MIDNIGHT CLEAR

 

It came upon a midnight clear
That glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth
To touch their harps of gold
With peace on the earth, good will to men
From Heaven’s all gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lays
To hear the angels sing

 

And they sing, “Hallelujah”…

 

Still through the cloven 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 over its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing

 

And they sing, “Hallelujah”…

 

O 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

 

And they sing, “Hallelujah”…