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.

No! shout the people of strife

We won’t listen!

Love is meaningless

Peace is for the strong

Justice is for the rich

So tell heaven’s all-gracious king

we will have peace on our terms

for us and no others

 

But God won’t stop

His Love came down

2000 years ago

and that voice won’t ever be silenced

The louder the shrieks of violence and wrong sound

God’s mercy will overcome

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!

Those clouds of shame will part

and on a midnight, clear

the world will come to understand

the sovereign peace

of a loving and merciful Father.

 

Lyrics from ‘It came upon a midnight clear’ by Edmund Sears, 1849.