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It upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth to touch harps of gold
on the earth, goodwill to men, from Heaven's all gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels

Above its sad and plains they bend on hovering wing
And ever o'er its babel sounds the angels sing

And He beneath life's load, whose forms are bending low
Who along the climbing way with painful steps and slow
Look now for and golden hours, come swiftly on the wing
Oh, beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
And the angels sing