- The original poem actually has two more verses, but I couldn't find a musical rendition of it, so I will place it here.
- It came upon the midnight clear,
- That glorious song of old,
- From angels bending near the earth,
- To touch their harps of gold:
- "Peace on the earth, goodwill to men,1
- From heaven's all-gracious King."
- The world in solemn stillness lay,
- To hear the angels sing.
- Still through the cloven skies they come,
- With peaceful wings unfurled,
- And still their heavenly music floats
- O'er all the weary world;
- Above its sad and lowly plains,
- They bend on hovering wing,
- And ever o'er its babel sounds
- The blessèd angels sing.
- Yet with the woes of sin and strife
- The world has suffered long;
- Beneath the angel-strain have rolled2
- Two thousand years of wrong;
- And man, at war with man, hears not3
- The love-song which they bring;4
- O hush the noise, ye men of strife,5
- And hear the angels sing.
- And ye, beneath life's crushing load,6
- Whose forms are bending low,
- Who toil along the climbing way
- With painful steps and slow,
- Look now! for glad and golden hours
- come swiftly on the wing.
- O rest beside the weary road,
- And hear the angels sing!
- For lo!, the days are hastening on,
- By prophet bards foretold,7
- When with the ever-circling years
- Comes round the age of gold8
- When peace shall over all the earth
- Its ancient splendors fling,9
- And the whole world give back the song10
- Which now the angels sing.
— Original five-stanza hymn by Edmund Sears
Merry Christmas to all!
Merry Christmas to all!