it came upon a midnight clear

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                It came upon a midnight clear 
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                That glorious song of old 
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                From angels bending 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 heaven's all gracious King;" 
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                The world in solemn stillness lay, 
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                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 blessed angels sing. 
 
                O ye, beneath life's crushing load 
                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 
 
 
Edmund H. Sears 
1849