(Traditional)

 

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 heavens all gracious King!"

The world in solemn stillness lay

To hear the angels sing

Yet with te woes of sin and strife

The world hath suffered too long

Beneath the angel-strain have rolled

Two thousand years of wrong

And man, at war with man, hears not

The love song which they bring 0 hush the noise, ye men of strife And hear the angels sing.

Midnight Clear...

"Peace on the earth, goodwill to men

From heavens all gracious King!"

The world in solemn stillness lay

To hear the angels sing