Where around you has the heavenly touched down and come into being? It is there you will find Christmas. It is there you shall no longer wait. It is to that place that light comes in the darkness and the darkness cannot overcome it.
“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 all, 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 blessèd angels sing,”
It Came Upon the Midnight Clear was written in 1849 by Edmund Sears