Patti LaBelle
It Came Upon A Midnight Clear
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, good will to men,'From heav'n's all-gracious King.The world in solemn stillness lay,To hear the angels sing!Yet with the woes of sin and strifeThe world has suffered long,Beneath the angel strain have rolledTwo thousand years of wrong;And man, at war with man, hears notThe love song which they bring:O hush the noise, ye men of strife,And hear the angels sing!Still thro' the cloven skies they come,With peaceful wings unfurl'd;And still their heav'nly music floatsO'er all the weary world:Above its sad and lowly plainsThey bend on hov'ring wing,And ever o'er its Babel soundsThe blessed angels sing.SongtexteAll ye, beneath life's crushing load,Whose forms are bending low,Who toil along the climbing wayWith painful steps and slow,Look, now! for glad and golden hoursCome swiftly on the wing:O rest beside the weary road,And hear the angels sing!For lo! the days are hast'ning on,By prophet bards foretold,When with the ever-circling yearsComes round the age of gold;When peace shall over all the earthIts ancient splendors fling,And the whole world give back the songWhich now the angels sing!
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