Andreas Vollenweider Midnight Clear
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
