LRC歌词
[ar:John St. John Tenors]
[ti:It Came Upon A Midnight]
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[00:00.00]It Came Upon A Midnight - John St. John Tenors
[00:17.25]It came upon the midnight clear
[00:21.93]That glorious song of old
[00:26.71]From angels bending near the earth
[00:31.60]To touch their harps of gold
[00:36.28]Peace on the earth goodwill to men
[00:41.10]From heavens all gracious King
[00:45.88]The world in solemn stillness lay
[00:50.75]To hear the angels sing
[01:00.19]Still through the cloven skies they come
[01:05.16]With peaceful wings unfurled
[01:09.84]And still their heavenly music floats
[01:14.74]O'er all the weary world
[01:19.48]Above its sad and lowly plains
[01:24.23]They bend on hovering wing
[01:29.09]And ever o'er its Babel sounds
[01:33.99]The blessed angels sing
[01:48.30]Yet with the woes of sin and strife
[01:53.08]The world hath suffered long
[01:57.83]Beneath the angel-strain have rolled
[02:02.66]Two thousand years of wrong
[02:07.37]And man at war with man hears not
[02:12.17]The love song which they bring
[02:17.03]O hush the noise ye men of strife
[02:21.82]And hear the angels sing
[02:45.96]And ye beneath life's crushing load
[02:50.59]Whose forms are bending low
[02:55.31]Who toil along the climbing way
[03:00.15]With painful steps and slow
[03:05.07]Look now for glad and golden hours
[03:09.79]Come swiftly on the wing
[03:14.43]Oh rest beside the weary road
[03:19.46]And hear the angels sing
[03:24.12]And hear the angels sing
文本歌词
It Came Upon A Midnight - John St. John Tenors
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 goodwill to men
From heavens 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
Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world hath suffered long
Beneath the angel-strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong
And man at war with man hears not
The love song which they bring
O hush the noise ye men of strife
And hear the 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
Oh rest beside the weary road
And hear the angels sing
And hear the angels sing