It came upon a midnight clear that glorious song of old
From angels bending near the Earth to touch their harps of gold
Peace on Earth , good will to men from Heaven's all-gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the 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

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 it's ancient splendors fling
And the whole world give back the song which now the angles sing
O hear the angels sing