Manhattan TransferIt Came Upon The Midnight Clear

It came upon the midnight clear That glorious song of old From Angels playing near the earth To touch their harps of gold Peace on the earth could will two men From Heaven's all-gracious King The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the Angels sing And I hear them singing Sing, I do hear them singing The first Noel the Angel did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay In fields where they lay, they keeping their sheep On a cold winter's night that was so deep © 2017