It Came Upon a Midnight Clear - Don McLean

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 heav’n all gracious King

The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing

For lo the days are hast’ning on by prophets seen of old

When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold

When the new heav’n and earth shall on the Prince of peace their king

And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing