It Came Upon The Midnight Clear

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 men
 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 its sad and lowly plains
 They bend on hovering wing
 And ever o'er its Babel sounds
 The blessed angels sing
 For lo! The days are hastening on
 By prophets seen of old
 When with the ever circling years
 Shall come the time foretold
 Oh, when the new heaven and earth shall own
 The prince of peace, their king
 And the whole world send back the song
 Which now the angels sing