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 heaven'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
Over all the weary world

Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on hovering wing
And ever over its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing
The angels sing, blessed angels sing

For lo! The days are hastening on
By prophets once foretold
When with the ever circling years
Comes from the age of God
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient splendors fling
And the whole world sing back the song
Which now the angels sing
Hear the angels sing
[Incomprehensible] angels sing

It came upon the midnight clear
It came upon the midnight clear
Midnight clear