Oh Holy Night
Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining.
It is the night, of the dear savior’s birth.
Long lay the world, in sin and error pining,
’til he appeared and the soul felt his worth.
A thrill of hope: the weary soul rejoices,
And yonder breaks, a new and glorious morn!
Fall on your knees!
Oh hear, the Angel’s voices!
Oh night divine!
Oh night, when Christ was born!
Oh night, divine!
Oh night, oh holy night.