Title = Midnight Clear
Category = Christmas
Category = Demo
Speed = 100
Font = 32
Beats = 4
Measures = 1
   G#m  F#m A      E  A     E 
It came up  on the midnight clear, 
     A                B
That glorious song of old, 
     E      F#m A    E    A   E 
From angels ben ding near the earth 
   A           B        E
To touch their harps of gold: 
      G#m    G#          C#m
Peace on the earth, good will to men, 
     A                     B
From heaven's all-gracious King. 
    E        A      E    A    E 
The world in solemn stillness lay 
   A        B      E
To hear the angels sing. 
      G#m         F#m   A   E     A    E 
Still through the clo   ven skies they come 
     A                B
With peaceful wings unfurled, 
     E    F#m   A   E     A     E 
And still their hea venly music floats 
     A       B     E
O'er all the weary world 
      G#m         G#          C#m
Above its sad and lowly plains 
     A                B
They bend on hovering wing, 
    E    F#m A      E A   E
And ever o'  er its Babel-sounds 
    A       B      E
The blessed angels sing. 
    G#m      F#m A   E   A   E 
Yet with the woes of sin and strife 
    B         A        B
The world has suffered long; 
  G#m       F#m A     E      A    E
Beneath the hea venly strain have rolled 
    A        B        E
Two thousand years of wrong 
    G#m     G#       C#m
And man, at war with man, hears not 
    F#m    A              B
The ti...dings which they bring; 
  E        F#m  A    E   A  E 
O hush the noise, ye men of strife, 
    A        B      E
And hear the angels sing! 
  G#m   F#m A        E  A     E 
O ye, beneath life's crushing load, 
      A                 B
Whose forms are bending low, 
    E     F#m  A   E   A    E 
Who toil along the climbing way 
     A       B         E
With painful steps and slow, 
     G#m               C#m 
Look now! for glad and golden hours 
     A              B 
Come swiftly on the wing
  E      A        E   A E
O rest beside the weary road 
    A        B      E
And hear the angels sing! 
    G#m      F#m A   E  A      E
For lo! the days are hastening on, 
   A                B
By prophets seen of old, 
     G#m      F#m  A  E   A    E
When with the ev   er-circling years 
      A        B    E
Shall come the time foretold, 
     G#          C#m
When peace shall over all the earth 
    A                 B
Its ancient splendors fling, 
    E         A          E    A   E
And the whole world give back the song 
      A       B      E
Which now the angels sing.