It Came Upon A Midnight Clear – Anne MurrayBy It came upon the midnight clear,That glorious song of old,From angels bending near the earthTo touch their harps of gold.“Peace on the earth, good will to men,From heaven’s all-gracious King.”The world in solemn stillness layTo hear the angels sing.Still through the cloven skies they comeWith peaceful wings unfurled,And still their heavenly music floatsO’er all the weary world.Above its sad and lowly plainsThey bend on hovering wing,And ever o’er its Babel-soundsThe blessed angels sing.Yet with the woes of sin and strifeThe world has suffered long;Beneath the heavenly strain have rolledTwo thousand years of wrong.And man, at war with man, hears notThe tidings which they bring;O hush the noise, ye men of strife,And hear the angels sing!O ye, beneath life’s crushing load,Whose forms are bending low,Who toil along the climbing wayWith painful steps and slow.Look now! for glad and golden hoursCome swiftly on the wing;O rest beside the weary roadAnd hear the angels sing!For lo! the days are hastening on,By prophets seen of old,When with the ever-circling yearsShall come the time foretold.When peace shall over all the earthIts ancient splendors fling,And the whole world give back the songWhich now the angels sing… www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20