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's 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 over its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing
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Ka po laʻelaʻe ka hikina mai
Ia mele ʻoli nei
Mai na ʻānela a i ke ao
Hoʻokani mai lākou
He malu he aloha no
Mai ka Makua mai
He meha ma ke ao apau
Aloha no lākou
Mai loko mai o ke ao
A wehe aʻe na ʻēheu
A o na mele ke o mai la
I ke ao luhi nei
Maluna aʻe o ka honua
Kulou mai no lākou
Hoʻokani no a lohe ʻia
Ka leo o na ʻānela
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