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 stilllness
lay to hear the angels sing
O ye beneath life's crushing load
whose froms 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
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 stilllness
lay to hear the angels sing
O ye beneath life's crushing load
whose froms 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