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Peace on the earth, good will to men |
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It came upon the midnight clear |
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That glorious song of old |
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From angels bending near the earth |
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To touch their harps of gold |
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Peace on the earth, good will to men |
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From heaven's all gracious King |
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The world in solemn stillness lay |
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To hear the angels sing |
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O ye, beneath life's crushing load |
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Whose forms are bending low |
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Who toil along the climbing way |
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With painful steps and slow |
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Look now for glad and golden hours |
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Come swiftly on the wing |
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The world in solemn stillness lay |
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To hear the angels sing |
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To hear the angels sing |
