Letras
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 heaven's all gracious king."
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
Beneath the angel strain have rolled two thousand years of wrong
Yet with the woes of sin and strife the world has suffered long
And man at war with man hears not the love song which they bring
Oh, hush the noise, ye men of strife, and hear the angels sing
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 splendors fling
And all mankind give back the song which now the angels sing