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Christmas

79. It came upon the midnight clear

C.M.D.

Carol:

Richard Storrs Willis, 1850

St. Ursula:

Frederick Westlake (1840-1898)

Noel:

English Folksong;

Arr. Arthur S. Sullivan, 1874

Edmund H. Sears, 1846

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.

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 evercircling years,

Shall come the time foretold,

When the new heaven and earth shall own

The Prince of Peace their King,

And the whole world send back the song

Which now the angels sing.

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