Oh Listen Now

Verse 1
It came upon the 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.

Chorus
O listen now, ye weary souls, and hear the holy sound,
Where heavenly peace and quiet grace in midnight darkness found.
Bow low in awe, bow low in praise, let every sorrow cease,
And hear the song the angels sing, the song of holy peace.

Verse 2
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.

Chorus
O listen now, ye weary souls, and hear the holy sound,
Where heavenly peace and quiet grace in midnight darkness found.
Bow low in awe, bow low in praise, let every sorrow cease,
And hear the song the angels sing, the song of holy peace.

Verse 3
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!

Chorus
O listen now, ye weary souls, and hear the holy sound,
Where heavenly peace and quiet grace in midnight darkness found.
Bow low in awe, bow low in praise, let every sorrow cease,
And hear the song the angels sing, the song of holy peace.

Outro
In solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing...
Quiet peace, holy grace.