It came upon

The midnight clear

That glorious song of old

From Angels playing near the earth

To touch their harps of gold

Peace on the earth

Could will two men

From Heaven's all-gracious King

The world in solemn stillness lay

To hear the Angels sing

For lo the days are hastening on

By prophet-bards foretold

When with the ever circling years

Comes round the age of gold;

When peace shall over all the earth

Its ancient splendors fling

And the whole world send back the song

Which now the angels sing 161563,-161155)