29a. It came upon the midnight 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 heaven's all-gracious King:"
The world in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing.

2 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 wing,
And ever o'er its Babel-sounds
The blessed angels sing.

3 And ye, beneath life's crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along a dreary 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.

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

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: It came upon the midnight clear
Author: Edmund Hamilton Sears (1850. a)
Language: English
Publication Date: 1917
Topic: The Church Year: Christmas
Tune Information
Name: NOEL
Arranger: Arthur S. Sullivan (1874)
Meter: C. M. D.



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