Rev. EDMUND H. SEARS, 1850 88 CAROL C. M. D. RICHARD S. WILLIS, 1830 I. It came up on the mid-night clear, That glo-rious song of old, 2. Still thro' the clo- ven skies they come, With peace-ful wings unfurled, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bend-ing low, the days are hastening on, By proph-et bards foretold, 3. And ye, 4. For lo, 6 8 From angels bend-ing near the earth To touch their harps of gold: world: slow, of gold; "Peace on the earth, good-will to men From heav'n's all-gra-cious King:" A-bove its sad Look now! for glad and low ly plains They bend on and gold- en hours Come swift - ly · ver hov-'ring wing, on the wing: ancient splen-dors fling, NAHUM TATE, 1702 89 BETHLEHEM C. M. D. (Sullivan) Old Carol, arr. by ARTHUR SULLIVAN 1. While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, All Is seated born, of 2. "To you, in David's town this day, "Fear not," said He, for mighty dread Had seized their troub-led mind, The heav'n-ly Babe you there shall find To hu - man view displayed, "All glo- ry be to God on high, And to the earth be peace; |