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


