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 wo9rth,
The thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn,
Fall on your knees,
Oh, hear the angel voices
o night divene,
o night when Christ was born
O night diveine,
O night, O night divene,
O holy night