O 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 appeared and the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices
For yonder breaks 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!
Led by the light of a star serenely beaming
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand
Truly saw there by light sweetly gleaming
Here came the wise men from Orient land
The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our trials born to be our friend!
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He knows our needs, He guards us from danger
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend
Behold your King, your King, before Him bend
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