O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
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It is the night of the dear Saviour'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! Oh, hear the angel voices!
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O night divine, oh night when Christ was born;
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O night, oh holy night, oh night divine.
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A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices,
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For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
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Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
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O night divine, oh night when Christ was born;
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O night, oh holy night, oh night divine.
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Silent Night
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| Clay Aiken |
