Circle left It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old Walk around your corner, see saw your girl Allemande the corner and weave the ring Peace on the earth, goodwill to men Swing and you promenade The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing
FIGURE Basic, corner progression
Heads (sides) make a left hand star you turn it around To the outside pair do the right & left thru Swing thru then boys run right Ferris wheel, pass thru Touch 1/4, split circulatetwo times round Swing your corner girl and all promenade *The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing.
*From angels bending near the earth, To touch their harps of gold
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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 the earth, goodwill to men,
From heaven's all-gracious King."
The world in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing.
Still through the cloven skies they come,
With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats
O'er all the weary world;
Above its sad and lowly plains,
They bend on hovering wing,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.
Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world has suffered long;
Beneath the angel-strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
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.
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!
By prophet bards foretold,
When with the ever-circling years
Comes round the age of gold
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient splendors fling,
And the whole world give back the song
Which now the angels sing.
Composed by Richard Storrs Willis. Lyrics by Edmund Sears. Recorded by Daryl Hall & John Oates; many others.