Words: Edmund Hamilton Sears
Music: Richard Storrs Willis

It came upon the midnight clear
That glorious song of old
With angels bending near the earth
To touch their harps of gold
"Peace on the earth, goodwill to men
From heavens all gracious King!"
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing
To hear the angels sing

For lo! the days are hastening on
By prophets 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
Which now the angels sing