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, good will to men From heaven's all gracious King;" The world in solemn stillness lay, 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 And 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 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 peace shall over all the earth Its ancient splendour fling And all the world give back the song Which now the angels singيا ضامن حلمى وياك Gesù voglio adorare Te A bătut la uşa ta cineva wdkẖl nwḥ ạlflk ạ̉nạ bạḥbk yạ rby Теңир Улуу rby ạjʿlny ạ̉sẖbh ạbnk yswʿ Господи какое небо синее Ya Yesus, Tolonglah hwdẖạ qd ṣạr lyl
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