Rise Up – to the Most High Awakening

It came upon the midnight clear,
that glorious song of old,
from angels bending near the earth,
to touch their harps of gold:

Peace on earth, goodwill to men
from heaven’s all gracious King,
from heaven’s all gracious King!

Still through the cloven skies they come,
with peaceful wings unfurled;
and still their heavenly music floats
o'er all the weary world:

Peace on earth goodwill to men
from heaven’s all gracious King,
from heaven’s all gracious King!

For lo! The days are hastening on,
by prophets seen of old,
when with the ever-circling years 
shall come the time foretold
When the new heaven and earth shall own
the Prince of peace, their King
And the whole world sending back the song 
which now the angels sing:

Peace on earth goodwill to men
from heaven’s all gracious King,
from heaven’s all gracious King!