Beatles It Came Upon Midnight Clear (babys In Black) lyrics

It Came Upon Midnight Clear (babys In Black) by Beatles

It Came Upon Midnight Clear (babys In Black) lyrics

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

 O'er all the weary world;

 Above its sad and lowly plains

 They bend on hovering wing,

 And ever o'er its Babel-sounds

 The blessed angels sing.

 

Yet with the woes of sin and strife

 The world has suffered long;

 Beneath the heavenly strain have rolled

 Two thousand years of wrong;

 And man, at war with man, hears not

 The tidings which they bring;

 O hush the noise, ye men of strife,

 And hear the angels sing! 



O 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 hastening on,

 By prophets seen of old,

 When with the ever-circling years

 Shall come the time foretold,

 When peace shall over all the earth

 Its ancient splendors fling,

 And the whole world give back the song 

Which now the angels sing.