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 world rejoices, for yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. All 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. O holy night, the stars are brightly shining, it is the night of our dear Saviour's birth. Swift hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we, and all within us praise His holy name. Christ is the Lord, let ever, ever praise we. Amen, amen. O night, O night divine. O night, O night divine. O night, O holy night.
