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
'Til 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 ni-ight Divine,
O night when Christ was born!
O night Divi-ine, O night, O night divine
Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,