O holy night! the stars are brightly shining,
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It is the night of the dear Savior's birth.
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Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
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Till he appeared, and the soul felt its worth.
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A thrill of hope the weary soul rejoices,
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For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn;
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Fall on your knees; O, hear the angel voices!
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O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
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O night, O holy night, O night divine.
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Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,
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With glowing hearts by his cradle we stand;
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So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
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Here came the wise men from Orient land.
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The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger,
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In all our trials born to be our friend;
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He knows our need, To our weaknesses is no stranger.
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Behold your King, before him lowly bend!
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Truly he taught us to love one another;
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His law is love, and his gospel is peace;
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Chains shall he break, for the slave is our brother,
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And in his name all oppression shall cease.
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Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we;
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Let all within us praise his holy name;
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Christ is the Lord, O, Praise his name forever.
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His power and glory every more proclaim!
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O Holy Night
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| Annie Haslam |
