It Gcame upCon the mGidnight clear

That Cglorious A7song of Dold

From Gangels bCending nGear the earth

To Ctouch their D/F#harps of Ggold

Peace Bmon the earth, good Emwill to men

From Dheaven's all A7gracious DKing

The Gworld in Csolemn Gstillness lay

To Chear the C#/Fangels Gsing

Yet Gwith the Cwoes of Gsin and strife

The Cworld has A7suffered Dlong

BeGneath the Cangel Gstrain have rolled

Two Cthousand D/F#years of Gwrong

And Bmman, at war with Emman, hears not

The Dlove song A7which they Dbring

O Ghush the Cnoise, ye Gmen of strife

And Chear the D/F#angels Gsing

And Gye, benCeath life’s Gcrushing load

Whose Cforms are A7bending Dlow

Who Gtoil alCong the Gclimbing way

With Cpainful D/F#steps and Gslow

Look Bmnow for glad and Emgolden hours

Come Dswiftly A7on the Dwing

O Grest beCside the Gweary road

And Chear the D/F#angels Gsing

For Glo the Cdays are Ghastening on

By Cprophet A7bards fore Dtold

When Gwith the Cever cirGcling years

ComesC round the D/F#age of Ggold

WhenBm peace shall over Emall the earth

Its Dancient spA7lendors fDling

AndG the whole Cworld gives Gback the song

Which Cnow the D/F#angels Gsing