Christmas Songs ‎#3

3. It Came Upon the Midnighty Clear

1 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.

2 Still thro' the cloven skies they come
With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heav'nly music floats
O'er all the weary world:
Above its sad and lonely plains
They bend on hov'ring wing,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.

3 Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world has suffered long;
Beneath the angel-strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And men, at war with men, hear not
The love-song which they bring:
O hush the noise, ye men of strife
And hear the angels sing.

4 For lo! the days are hast'ning on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years,
Shall come the time foretold.
When the new heav'n and earth shall own
The Prince of Peace their King,
And the whole world send back the song,
Which now the angels sing.

Text Information

• First Line: It came upon the midnight clear
• Title: It Came Upon the Midnighty Clear
• Author: E. H. Sears
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1955

Tune Information

• Name: CAROL
• Composer: R. Storrs Willis
• Key: B♭ Major