Song | It Came Upon A Midnight Clear |
Artist | Cliff Richard |
Album | And They Said It Wouldn't Last (My 50 Years In Music) |
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「It came upon a midnight clear」 | |
It came upon a 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. | |
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 sounds | |
The blessed angels sing. | |
It came upon a 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. | |
To hear the angels sing. | |
To hear the angels sing. | |
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It came upon a midnight clear | |
It came upon a 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. | |
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 sounds | |
The blessed angels sing. | |
It came upon a 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. | |
To hear the angels sing. | |
To hear the angels sing. | |
It came upon a midnight clear | |
It came upon a 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. | |
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 sounds | |
The blessed angels sing. | |
It came upon a 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. | |
To hear the angels sing. | |
To hear the angels sing. | |