O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of the 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 world rejoices,
For yonder breaks
a new and glorious morn;
Fall on your knees,
oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
O night, O holy night, O night divine!

O holy night
the stars are brightly shining
It is the night
of the dear Saviour’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 an’ 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!

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!

O holy night
O night divine

Music by Adolphe Charles Adam, 1803-1856
Words by Placide Cappeau de Roquemaure, 1847 – Tr. John Sullivan Dwight

(Adolphe Adam)

Oh holy night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till he appear’d and the soul felt its worth
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
Oh night divine
Oh night when Christ was born
Oh night divine
Oh night divine

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
Oh night divine
Oh night when Christ was born
Oh night divine
Oh night divine

(Adolphe Adam)

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 it’s worth
The thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices
For yonder brinks 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

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 it’s worth
The thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices
For yonder brinks
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

(Traditional)

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 it’s worth

A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees, oh hear the angel voices
Oh night divine, oh night, when Christ was born

Oh night divine, oh night, oh night divine
Mmhmm…

Hallelujah…

The thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees oh hear the angel voices
Oh night divine, oh night, when Christ was born

Oh night divine, oh night, oh night divine

Simple stages in my mind
Now I’m running out of time
I’m wanting to
I wanna do you

Taking stock of feelings stored Running circles overboard I’m wanting to I wanna do you
O Lisa
Can you
Love me again?
I’ll be holding on till then

Only old enough to tell
What is right and what is hell
I’m wanting to
I wanna do you

And if this is our last goodbye
I would love to see you cry
I’m wanting to
I wanna do you

O Lisa
Can you
Love me again?
I’ll be holding on till then
I’ll be holding on till then

O Lisa
Can you
Love me again?
I’ll be holding on till then

And if this is our last goodbye
I would love to see you cry
I’m wanting to
I wanna do you

I wanna do you
I wanna do you
I wanna do you

1. O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy darkness shineth
The everlasting Light;
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight.
2. For Christ is born of Mary,
And fathered all above,
While mortals sleep, the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love.
O morning stars, together
Proclaim the holy birth
And praises sing to God, the King,
And peace to men on earth.

3. How silently, how silently,
The wondrous Gift is given!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heaven.
No ear may hear His coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive Him still,
The dear Christ enters in.

4. O holy Child of Bethlehem,
Descend to us, we pray;
Cast out our sin and enter in,
Be born in us today.
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell:
Oh, come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Immanuel!

Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth, the everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.

For Christ is born of Mary, and gathered all above
While mortals sleep the angels keep their watch of wondering love
Oh morning stars together, proclaim thy holy birth.
And praises sing to God the king, and peace to men on earth.

Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth, the everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.

O little town of Bethlehem how still we see thee lie
Above they deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by
Yet in they dark streets shineth the everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight

O holy child of Bethlehem descend to us, we pray
Cast out our sin and enter in be born in us today
We hear the Christmas angels the great glad tidings tell
O come to us, abide with us, our Lord Immanuel

For Christ is born of Mary and gathered all above
While mortals sleep, the angels keep their watch of wondering love
O morning stars, together proclaim the holy birth
And praises sing to God the King and peace to men on Earth

(Traditional) Arranged by Emory Gordy, Jr.

O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting Light;
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight.

For Christ is born of Mary,
And gathered all above,
While mortlas sleep, the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love.
O morning stars, together
Proclaim the holy birth!
And praises sing to God the King,
And peace to men on earth.

How silently, how silently,
The wondrous gift is giv’n!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heav’n.
No ear may hear His coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive Him, still
The dear Christ enters in.

O holy Child of Bethlehem!
Descend to us, we pray;
Cast out our sin and enter in,
Be born in us today.
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell;
O come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Immanuel.