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 gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing
Still through the cloven skies, they come
With peaceful wings unfurled
And still the heavenly music flows
Over all the weary world
Above its sad and lonely plains
They bend on hovering wing
And, o'er its Babel ancient sounds
The blessed angels sing
Oh, you beneath life's crushing load
Whose forms are bending low
Who tore among the climbing way
With painful steps and slow
Look now for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wind
Oh, rest beside the weary road
To hear the angels sing
Norah Jones - It Came Upon a Midnight Clear Lyrics
Norah Jones - It Came Upon a Midnight Clear Lyrics
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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 gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing
Still through the cloven skies, they come
With peaceful wings unfurled
And still the heavenly music flows
Over all the weary world
Above its sad and lonely plains
They bend on hovering wing
And, o'er its Babel ancient sounds
The blessed angels sing
Oh, you beneath life's crushing load
Whose forms are bending low
Who tore among the climbing way
With painful steps and slow
Look now for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wind
Oh, rest beside the weary road
To 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, good will to men
From Heaven's gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing
Still through the cloven skies, they come
With peaceful wings unfurled
And still the heavenly music flows
Over all the weary world
Above its sad and lonely plains
They bend on hovering wing
And, o'er its Babel ancient sounds
The blessed angels sing
Oh, you beneath life's crushing load
Whose forms are bending low
Who tore among the climbing way
With painful steps and slow
Look now for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wind
Oh, rest beside the weary road
To hear the angels sing
Writer: Edmund Hamilton Sears, Richard Storrs Willis
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.