O holly night

Oh, 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 it's worth.

A thrill of hope,
the weary world rejoices.
For yonder breaks,
a new and glorious morn.

Fall on your knees,
oh, hear the Angels' voices.
Oh, night divine,
oh, night,
when Christ was born.
Oh, night divine,
oh, night...

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Fall on your knees,
oh, hear the Angels' voices.
Oh, night divine,
oh, night,
when Christ was born.
Oh, night divine,
oh, night,
oh night divine...

Oh, night divine...
Oh, night,
oh night,
oh, night divine!