O holy night!
The stars are brightly shining,
This is the night
of the dear Saviour's birth.
Long lay the world
in sin and error pining.
Till He appeared
and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope,
the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks
a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees!
Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine,
oh night
when Christ was born;
O night,
oh holy night,
oh night divine.
A thrill of hope,
the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks
a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees!
Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine,
oh night
when Christ was born;
O night,
oh holy night,
oh night divine.
