O Holy Night

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,

‘Til he appeared, and the soul felt it’s worth,

A 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.

(Repeat from Fall on your knees, etc.)