🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: It Came Upon A Midnight Clear - Josh Groban

 It  upon the midnight clear,
 That glorious song  old,
 From angels bending  the earth,
 To touch their harps  gold:
 "Peace on the earth, goodwill to 
 From heavens all  King!"
 The world in  stillness lay
 To hear the  sing.
 
 Still through the cloven skies they 
  peaceful wings unfurled;
 And still their  music floats
 O'er all  weary world:
 Above its  and lowly plains
 They  on hovering wing,
 And ever o'er its Babel(*) 
 The  angels sing.
 
 O ye beneath  crushing load,
 Whose forms are  low,
  toil along the climbing way
 With painful  and slow;
  now, for glad and golden hours
 Come  on the wing;
 Oh rest beside  weary road
 And hear the angels 
 
 For  the days are hastening on,
  prophets seen of old,
 When with  ever-circling years
 Shall come the time 
 When the new heaven and earth shall 
 The Prince of  their King,
 And  whole world send back the song
 Which now the angels