Last verses: Ancient splendors -- "It Came Upon the Midnight Clear"

Last verses: Ancient splendors -- "It Came Upon the Midnight Clear"
Photo by Margaret H. Laing

The Christmas carol "It Came Upon the Midnight Clear," written in the mid-1800s, isn't referring to itself when its first verse mentions "that glorious song of old." But like the other hymns in this series, its last verse doesn't get out enough. Let's take a look.

It's a quiet piece of music, not the sort of thingĀ forĀ loudspeakers or public-address systems in stores. It's more for listening at home or singing in church -- every verse ends with the words "angels sing."

So "rest beside the weary road," as the third verse puts it, and take a look at the fourth and (you're getting good at this) last verse:

For lo, the days are hastening on,

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.


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  • Wonderful post. Lovely song, too...

  • In reply to Weather Girl:

    Thank you very much.

  • I absolutely agree with WG. By the way, Age of Gold, I seem to recall, , is the title of a ballet by Shostakovich..

  • In reply to Aquinas wired:

    Thank you, too. I'll look out for the ballet -- Shostakovich isn't quite the joy to my cello and me that Tchaikovsky is, but I (we?) do love Russian music.

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