Midnight Clear - Andreas Vollenweider

It came upon a 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 gracious King

The world in silent stillness lay

To hear the angels sing

Through the starless night they come

With peaceful wings unfolded

And still their heavenly music floats

Over the weary world

Above its sad and lowly plains

They bend on lofting wings

And over the aching hearts of men

The blessed angels sing

A great and mighty wonder

A full and blessed cure

A rose is come to blossom

Which shall for us, endure

The word is dwelled among us

The true light from on high

And cherubim sing anthems

To shepards from the sky