It Came Upon A Midnight Clear by Yolanda Adams
It came upon the midnight clear
That glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth
With news of joy foretold
"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
Old echoes plaintive ring
And ever over its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing
Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world hath suffered long
Beneath the angel-strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong
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