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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 worth
The thrill of dawn, 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
O holy night, oh night divine
O holy night, 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
O holy night, oh night divine when Christ was born
O holy night when Christ was born
O Holy Night was written by Adolphe Adam & John S. Dwight & Placide Cappeau.