Capo 3
[Em]Oh, hear the [C]Angel’s [G]sing [D]
[Em]Oh, hear the [C]Angel’s [G]sing Our King has [D]come
[G]It came upon the midnight clear, that [C]glorious song of [D]old,
[Em]From angels bending [G]near the earth to [C]touch their [D]harps of [G]gold;
"Peace [B7]on the earth, good [Em]will to men from [D]heaven’s all-gracious King" –
The [G]world in solemn stillness lay to [C]hear the [D]angels [G]sing.
[Em]Oh, hear the [C]Angel’s [G]sing [D]
[Em]Oh, hear the [C]Angel’s [G]sing Our King has [D]come
But [G]with the [Am]woes of[G] sin and strife the [C]world has [A7]suffered [D7]long;
Be[G]neath the [Am]angel-s[G]train have rolled two [C]thousand [D]years of [G]wrong;
And [B7]man, at war with [Em]man, hears not the [D]love song [A7]which they [D7]bring; –
O[G] hush the [Am]noise, ye [G]men of strife, And [C]hear the [D]angels [G]sing!
[Em]Oh, hear the [C]Angel’s [G]sing [D]
[Em]Oh, hear the [C]Angel’s [G]sing Our King has [D]come
And [G]ye, be[Am]neath [G]life's crushing load, whose [C]forms are [D]bending [G]low,
Who [G]toil a[Am]long the [G]climbing way with [C]painful [D]steps and [G]slow,
Look [B7]now! for glad and [Em]golden hours Come [D]swiftly [A7]on the [D7]wing; –
Oh, [G]rest be[Am]side the [G]weary road And [C]hear the [D]angels[G] sing!
[Em]Oh, hear the [C]Angel’s [G]sing [D]
[Em]Oh, hear the [C]Angel’s [G]sing Our King has [D]come