| Song | It Came Upon The Midnight Clear |
| Album | Good Old Christian Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | Edmund H. Sears |
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| Key | Meter: 8.6.8.6 D |
| Tags | It Came Upon The Midnight Clear |
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| Scripture Reference(s) | Luke 2:8-9 |
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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, Good Will 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 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.
Yet With The Woes Of Sin And Strife
The World Has Suffered Long;
Beneath The Angel Strain Have Rolled
Two Thousand Years Of Wrong;
And Man, At War With Man, Hears Not
The Love-Song Which They Bring;
Oh, Hush The Noise, Ye Men Of Strife
And Hear The Angels Sing.
And 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.
Oh, Rest Beside The Weary Road,
And Hear The Angels Sing!
For Lo! The Days Are Hast’ning On,
By Prophet Seen Of Old,
When With The Ever-Circling Years
Shall Come The Time Foretold
When Christ Shall Come And All Shall Own
The Prince Of Peace, Their King,
And Saints Shall Meet Him In The Air,
And With The Angels Sing.
