Verse 1:
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It came up – on the mid – night clear,
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That glor - ious song of old,
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From an - gels ben - ding near the earth
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To touch their harps of gold:
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'Peace on the earth, good – will to men
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From heav'n's all gra – cious King!'
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The world in sol - emn still – ness lay
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To hear the an – gels sing.
Verse 2:
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Still through the clov - en skies they come,
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With peace - ful wings un - furled,
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And still their heaven - ly mu - sic floats
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O'er all the wea - ry world:
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A - bove it's sad and low - ly plains
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They bend on hov - ering wing,
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And ever o'er its Ba - bel sounds
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The bles - sed an - gels sing.
Verse 3:
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Yet wi - th woes of sin and strife
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The world has suff - ered long,
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Be - neath the an - gel-strain have rolled
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Two thousand years of wrong;
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And man, at war with man, hears not
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The love song which they bring:
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O hush the noise, ye men of strife,
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And hear the an - gels sing.
Verse 4:
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For lo! The days are haste - ning on,
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By prop - het bards fore - told,
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When with the ever - cir - cling years
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Comes round the age of gold;
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When peace shall over all the earth
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Its anc - ient splen - dours fling,
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And all the world send back the song
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Which now the an - gels sing.