It Came Upon a Midnight Clear - Holley Maher

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 heavens most 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 wings

And ever o'er its Babel sounds

The blessed angels sing