Oh 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 appear'd 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 angels' voices!
Oh night divine, Oh night when Christ was born;
Oh night divine, Oh night, Oh night Divine
Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here come the wise men from Orient land
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger;
In all our trials born to be our friend
He knows our need, to our weakness is no stranger
Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend!
Behold your King, Behold your King
O Holy Night was written by Adolphe Adam & John S. Dwight & Placide Cappeau.