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!
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