O holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our Savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Until He appeared and the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorous morn
Fall on your knees, O hear the angel's voices
O night divine, O night when Christ was born
O night divine, O night divine, O night divine
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