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Song Name: It Came Upon A Midnight Clear (Chrom D) By: Various
Posted By: marion Difficulty: Any
Key: D Genre: Christmas
Harp Type: Chromatic Audio:
Created: 2016-10-26 12:39:19 Modified: 2016-10-26 12:39:19
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Song: 7   10     -8   -9   9   -7   7   -7   7   
It came up-on the mid-night clear, 
7  -7   -8   9   9   -9     10    -9
That glo-rious song of old, 
7   10      -8   -9   9   -7   7   -7   7 
From an-gels bend-ing near the earth, 
7   -7    -7   -8   -7   7    9 
To touch their harps of gold: 
10   10    6    6   -6*   7*    -7    -8   9
"Peace on the earth, good-will to men 
10    -9   9    -8   -7   -8   -7    7
From heav-ens all gra-cious King!" 
7   10    -8   -9   9   -7   7   -7   7   
The world in sol-emn still-ness lay 
7   -7   -7   -8   -7   7   9  (Slow Last Repeat)
To hear the an-gels sing.
(Repeat)
(Short Interlude Then Repeat)

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 blessèd angels sing. 

Yet with the woes of sin and strife 
The world has 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. 
O rest beside the weary road, 
And hear the angels sing! 

This song plays with karaoke music run time 2:33.
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