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O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of our 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 soul rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, o night when Christ was born;
O night divine, O Holy Night!
Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.
So led by light a star is sweetly gleaming,
Become the wise men from the Orient land.
The King of kings lay thus the lowly manger;
In all our trials born to be our friends.
He knows our need, to weakness is no stranger,
Behold you the King!
O night when Christ was born;
O night divine, O Holy Night!
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, o night when Christ was born;
O night divine, O Holy Night!