Words by Edmund H. Sears   Music by Richard S. Willis      It came upon the midnight clear   That glorious song of old   From angels bending near the earth   To touch their harps of gold      Still through the cloven skies they come   With peaceful wings unfurled   And still their heavenly music floats   O'er all the weary world      Peace on Earth, good will to men   From Heaven's gracious King      Yet with the woes of sin and strife   The world has suffered long   Beneath the blessed angel strain have rolled   Two thousand years of wrong      O hush the noise ye men of strife   And hear the angels sing      The world in solemn stillness lay