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, goodwill 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 unfurl
 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
 O ye
 Beneath life's crushing load
 Whose forms are bending low
 Who toil along the climbing way
 With painful steps and slow
 Look now
 For glad and golden hours
 Come swiftly on the wing
 O rest beside the weary road
 And hear the 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
 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