It came upon a midnight clear That glorious song of old From Angels playing near the earth To touch their harps of gold Peace on the earth could will two men From heavens all-gracious king The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing Oh, ye beneath life's crushing load Whose forms 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 For lo, the days are hasting on By prophets seen of old When with the ever-circling years Shall come the time for told And the whole world sing back the song Which now the angels sing (It came upon a midnight clear) And now the angels sing