The merciful man doth good to his own soul,
but he that is cruel troubleth his own flesh.
Daily Bible Reading:
1 & 2 Corinthians
Inspiring Hymns #49
It Came Upon the Midnight Clear
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, good-will to men, from heav’n’s all-gracious King:” The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing.
Still thro’ 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 hov’ring wing: And ever o’er its Babel sounds the blessed 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.
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. Amen.
Words: Edmund H. Sears
Music: Richard S. Willis