O holy night, the stars are brightly shining. It is the night of our dear Savior's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining, Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth. The thrill of hope the weary world rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices. O night divine, O night when Christ was born. O night divine, O night, O night divine. Led by the light of faith shall fleeting beaming, With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand. So led by light of the stars, gleaming, gleaming, In Him the wise men from o'er retire. The King of kings laid us in lowly manger, In all our trials born to be our friend. He knows our need, to our weakness is a stranger. Behold your King, before Him lowly bend. Behold your King, before Him lowly bend. Christ is the Lord, O praise His name forever. His power and glory evermore proclaim. His power and glory evermore proclaim. © transcript Emily Beynon