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 heav'n'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 wings
    And ever o'er its Babel sounds
    The blessed angels sing

    Yet with the woes of sin and strife
    The world has suffered long
    Beneath the angel's ...
    two thousand years a ...
    And man at war with man hears not
    The love song which they bring
    O hush the noise ye men of strife
    And hear the angels sing

    And ye, beneath life's crushing load,
    Whose forms are bending low
    Who toil along the climbing way
    With painful steps and slow
    Take heart for comfort, love, and hope
    Come swiftly on the wing
    O rest beside the weary road
    And hear the angels sing

    For lo the days are hastening
    by prophet bards fortold
    When with the ever circling years
    Comes round the age of gold
    When peace shall o'er all the earth
    Its ancient splendours lay
    And the whole world give back the song
    Which now the angels sing


    Marco Giunco
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