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It Came Upon A Midnight Clear Chords

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
~From: oldp@grug06.nor.chevron.com (Lawrence Perry)
~Subject: CRD:It Came Upon a Midnight Clear



                     IT CAME UPON A MIDNIGHT CLEAR
        
                    C     F     C            
                It came upon a midnight clear
                      F        D7      G7
                That glorious song of old
                     C       F      C            
                From angels bending near the earth
                     F          G7       C  
                To touch their harps of gold
                       E7                   AM        
                "Peace on the earth,  good will to men
                       G       D7          G     
                From heaven's all gracious King;"
                     C        F      C            
                The world in solemn stillness lay,
                    F        G7     C
                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.

                O ye, beneath life's crushing load
                Whose forms are bending low,
                Who toil along the climbing way
                With painful steps and slow
                Look now! for glad and golden hours
                Come swiftly on the wing;
                O rest beside the weary road
                And hear the angels sing



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