Words by: Edmund Sears / Music by: Richard Willis
With additional Chorus by Eric Himes
lyrics
VERSE 1:
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, from heav'n's all-gracious King."
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing.
CHORUS:
Glory to God, Peace to all men,
Glory to God in the Highest
In the Highest!
VERSE 2:
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 sound the blessed angels sing.
VERSE 3:
For lo, the days are hastening on, by prophet seen of old,
When, with the ever-circling years, shall come the time foretold,
When the new heaven and earth shall own the Prince of Peace their King,
And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing.
FINAL CHORUS:
Glory to God, Peace to all men,
Glory to God in the Highest
In the Highest!
Glory to God, Peace to all men,
Glory to God in the Highest
In the Highest! In the Highest! In the Highest!
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