Luyện nghe bài hát It Came Upon the Midnight Clear

It came upon the clear
That song of old
From bending near the Earth
To touch harps of gold
Peace on the Earth, to men
From heaven's all king
The in solemn stillness lay
To the angels sing

Still through the skies
They
With peaceful wings
And
Their heavenly floats
O'er all the weary
its sad and lowly plains
They bend on wing
And ever its Babel sounds
The blessed sing

O ye
Beneath crushing load
Whose are bending low
Who along the climbing way
painful steps and slow
now
For glad and hours
swiftly on the wing
O rest beside the weary
And hear the angels

For lo the are hastening on
By prophets of old
When with the ever circling
Shall come the time
When the new and earth
Shall own the prince of
King
And the whole
Send back the
Which now the angels