Frank Sinatra - It Came Upon The Midnight Clear lyrics

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 heav'n'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 all 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.