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Tuning: G C E A
IT CAME UPON A MIDNIGHT CLEAR
It Ccame upFon a Cmidnight clear That Fglorious D7song of G7old From Cangels Fbending Cnear the earth To Ftouch their G7harps of Cgold "E7Peace on the earth, good Amwill to men From Gheaven's all D7gracious GKing;" The Cworld in Fsolemn Cstillness lay, To Fhear the G7angels Csing
Still Cthrough the Fcloven Cskies they come With Fpeaceful D7wings unG7furled, And Cstill their Fheavenly Cmusic floats O'er Fall the G7weary Cworld AE7bove its sad and Amlowly plains They Gbend on D7hovering Gwing; And Cever Fo'er its CBabel sounds The Fblessed G7angels Csing.
O Cye, beFneath life's Ccrushing load Whose Fforms are D7bending G7low, Who Ctoil alFong the Cclimbing way With Fpainful sG7teps and Cslow Look E7now! for glad and Amgolden hours Come Gswiftly D7on the Gwing; O Crest besFide the Cweary road And Fhear the G7angels Csing