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
Still through the cloven skies
They come
With peaceful wings unfurl
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
O ye
Beneath life's crushing load
Whose forms 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
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
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 Still through the cloven skies They come With peaceful wings unfurl 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 O ye Beneath life's crushing load Whose forms 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 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 Explain Request ×
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