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It Came Upon A Midnight Clear
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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 heaven's all gracious king
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
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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 heaven's all gracious king
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
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Features Of This Song
pop vocal arrangement
ensemble strings
piano accompaniment
country music roots

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The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
Still through the cloven skies they come with peaceful wings unfurl
Who toil along the climbing way with painful steps and slow
And ever o'er its babel sounds the blessed angels sing
Songwriters: Edmund Hamilton Sears, Richard Storrs Willis
From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold
And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing
It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old
And still their heavenly music floats, o'er all the weary world.
Oh, rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, from heaven's all gracious king
When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold
For lo the days are hastening on, by prophets seen of old
Look now for glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing
Above its sad and lowly plains they bend on hovering wing
When the new heaven and earth shall own the prince of peace their king
Oh yeah, beneath life's crushing load, whose forms are bending low