It Came Upon a 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

Peace on earth

Goodwill to men

O hear the angels sing

And you 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

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 many sounds the blessed angels sing

With peace on earth

Goodwill to men

The blessed angels sing

Merry Christmas!