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It upon the midnight clear,
glorious song of old,
From angels near the earth
With of joy foretold,
"Pesce on earth, will to men
From heaven's alla King."
The world in stillness lay,
To the angels sing.

through the cloven skies they come,
Love's banner all
And still heavenly musica floats
all the weary world.
Above its sad and plains
Old echoes ring,
And ever cover its sounds
The blessed sing.

Yet the woes of sin and strife
The word has long;
Beneath the Angel-strain rolled
Two thousand of wrong;
And man at war with man not
The love-song which they
O! the noise, ye men of strife;
Andò the Angels sing.

O ye, beneath crushing lo ad
Whose are bending low,
Who along the climbing way
painful steps and slow;
Look now! glad and golden hours
swiftly on the wing;
O rest beside the weary
And the angels sing.

Io! The days are hastening on,
When with the ever-circling
Shall the time foretold,
When the new heaven andò earth own
The of Peace their King,
And the whole world send the song
Which now the sing.