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 soul rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees, Oh hear the angels voices
O night divine, oh night when Christ was born;
O night, divine
O night, O night divine
Led by the light of our faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by his cradle we stand.
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
Here came the wisemen from the Orient land.
A king of kings lay in lowly manger;
With all our trials born to be our friend.
He knows our need, to our weakness no stranger,
Behold your king before the lowly bend
Behold your king your king before him bend
A thrill of hope the weary soul rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees Oh hear the angels voices
O night divine, oh night when Christ was born;
O night divine, O night, O night divine
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 soul rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees, Oh hear the angels voices
O night divine, oh night when Christ was born;
O night, divine
O night, O night divine
Led by the light of our faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by his cradle we stand.
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
Here came the wisemen from the Orient land.
A king of kings lay in lowly manger;
With all our trials born to be our friend.
He knows our need, to our weakness no stranger,
Behold your king before the lowly bend
Behold your king your king before him bend
A thrill of hope the weary soul rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees Oh hear the angels voices
O night divine, oh night when Christ was born;
O night divine, O night, O night divine