Mina — It Came Upon a Midnight Clear

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, goodwill to men From heavens all gracious King!’ The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on hovering wings And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing