It Came upon the Midnight Clear

Celebration, Jazz Nightclub, Christmas Classic, medium tempo, emotional, Gospel, R&B, Sweet Angelic Female Vocals, Glossolalia, Choir Background, Electric Violin, Piano, church bells

V3.5

Author Notes:
Edmund Sears was a Unitarian pastor in Wayland, Massachusetts. He wrote the now song as a poem on Christmas Day, 1849, during a time of social upheaval, including the Mexican-American war, the Gold Rush, and the Industrial Revolution.  In 1850, Sears' lyrics were set to "Carol", a tune written for the poem the same year at his request, by Richard Storrs Willis.  This year Suno and I reimagine it.

[Magical INTRO]
It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old, (of old)
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold; (of gold)
“Peace on the earth, good will to men,
From Heav’n’s all-gracious King”
The world in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing. (to hear the angels sing)

[Heavenly VERSE 1]
Still through the cloven skies they come
With peaceful wings unfurled, (wings unfurled)
And still their heav’nly music floats
O’er all the weary world; (weary world)
Above its sad and lowly plains,
They bend on hov’ring wing,
And ever o’er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing (blessed angels sing)

[Triumphant VERSE 2]
Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world has suffered long; (suffered long)
Beneath the angel strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong; (years of wrong)
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song which they bring;
Oh, hush the noise, ye men of strife
And hear the angels sing (hear the angels sing)

[Rejoicing VERSE 3]
And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low, (bending low)
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow, (slow)
Look now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing
Oh, rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing! (hear the angels sing)

[Victorious OUTRO]
For lo! the days are hast’ning on,
By prophet seen of old, (of old)
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold (time foretold)
When Christ shall come and all shall own
The Prince of Peace, their King,
And saints shall meet Him in the air,
And with the angels sing. (angels sing)

Angels sing (Hear the Angels sing)

[END]

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