It Came Upon a Midnight Clear

It came upon a midnight clear

That glorious song of old

From angels bending near the earth

To touch their harps of gold

Peace on the earth, good will to men

From heaven's all-gracious King

The world in solemn stillness lay

To hear the angels sing

Yet with the woes of sin and strife

The world has suffered long

Beneath the angels strain has rolled

Two-thousand years of wrong

And man at war with man hears not

The love song which they bring

Oh hush the noise you men of strife

And hear the angels sing

Oh you, beneath life's crushing load

Whose forearms 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