It Came Upon a Midnight Clear

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 all-gracious King The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing Yet with the woes of sin and strife The world has suffered long Beneath the angels strain has rolled Two-thousand years of wrong And man at war with man hears not The love song which they bring Oh hush the noise you men of strife And hear the angels sing Oh you, beneath life's crushing load Whose forearms 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