It Came Upon the Midnight Clear
Traditional
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, good will to all
From heaven's all-gracious King"
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing
Still through the cloven skies they come
With peaceful wings unfurled
And still their heavenly music floats
O'er all the weary world
Above it's sad and lowly plains
They bend on hovering wind
And ever over it's Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing
