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*[[ It came upon the midnight clear (Arthur Sullivan)| Arthur Sullivan]] SATB or SAATB.
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==Texts and translations==
==Text and translations==
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<poem>
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{{Verse|1}} It came upon the midnight clear,
{{Vs|1}} It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,
From angels bending near the earth,
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The world in solemn stillness lay,
The world in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing.
To hear the angels sing.
{{Verse|2}} Still through the cloven skies they come
{{Vs|2}} Still through the cloven skies they come
With peaceful wings unfurled,
With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats
And still their heavenly music floats
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And ever over its Babel sounds
And ever over its Babel sounds
The blessèd angels sing.
The blessèd angels sing.
{{Verse|3}} Yet with the woes of sin and strife
{{Vs|3}} Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world has suffered long;
The world has suffered long;
Beneath the angel strain have rolled
Beneath the angel strain have rolled
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The love-song which they bring;
The love-song which they bring;
O hush the noise, ye men of strife
O hush the noise, ye men of strife
And hear the angels sing.
And hear the angels sing.}}
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{{Verse|4}} And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,
{{Vs|4}} And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
Who toil along the climbing way
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O rest beside the weary road,
O rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing!
And hear the angels sing!
{{Verse|5}} For lo! the days are hastening on,
{{Vs|5}} For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophet-bards foretold,
By prophet-bards foretold,
When with the ever circling years
When with the ever circling years
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Its ancient splendours fling,
Its ancient splendours fling,
And the whole world send back the song
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing.
Which now the angels sing.}}
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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 Heaven’s all gracious King.”
The world in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing.
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 over its Babel sounds
The blessèd angels sing.
3  Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world has suffered long;
Beneath the angel strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song which they bring;
O hush the noise, ye men of strife
And hear the angels sing.

 

4  And 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!
5  For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophet-bards foretold,
When with the ever circling years
Comes round the age of gold;
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient splendours fling,
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing.