文本歌词

It Came Upon A Midnight Clear - The Jordanaires
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
Still through the cloven skies they come with peaceful wings unfurl
And still their heavenly music floats o all the weary world
Above its sad and lowly plains they bend on hovering wing
And ever o its babel sounds the blessed angels sing
Follow the days are hastening on
By prophets bards foretold
When with the ever circling years
Shall come the age of gold
When peace shall over all the earth
It's ancient splendors fling
And all the world send back the song
Which now the angels sing