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

Still through the skies they come,
Love's all unfurled;
And their heavenly musica floats
all the weary world.
Above its sad and plains
Old echoes ring,
And ever cover its Babel
The blessed sing.

Yet the woes of sin and strife
The word has long;
Beneath the Angel-strain have
Two thousand of wrong;
And man at war man hears not
The which they bring;
O! the noise, ye men of strife;
Andò hear the sing.

O ye, beneath life's lo ad
forms are bending low,
Who along the climbing way
With steps and slow;
now! Forma glad and golden hours
Come on the wing;
O beside the weary road
And the angels sing.

Io! The days are hastening on,
When the ever-circling years
Shall come the foretold,
When the new heaven earth shall own
The of Peace their King,
And the whole send back the song
now the angels sing.