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.