Sleeping At Last
It Came Upon A Midnight Clear
[Verse 1]
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 all
From heaven's all gracious King"
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing
[Verse 2]
Still through the cloven skies they come
With peaceful wings unfurled
And still their heavenly music floats
Over all the weary world
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on hovering wind
And ever over its Babel sounds
Thе blessed angels sing