It Came Upon a Midnight Clear

It came upon the midnight clear that glorious song of all From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold Peace on the earth goodwill to men from heaven's old gracious king The world in Salem still is laid to hear the angels sing [ Organ ] When with the every circling years shall come the time for toll When God the heaven and earth shall long the press of peace their king And the whole world send back a song which now the angels sing