| 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 toward men |
| From heavens all gracious King |
| The world in solemn stillness lay |
| To hear the angels sing |
| Look now for glad and golden hours |
| Come swiftly on the wing |
| O rest beside the weary road |
| And hear the angels sing |
| When peace shall over all the Earth |
| Its ancient splendors fling |
| And the whole world give back the song |
| Which now the angels sing |
| Which now the angels sing |