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 world rejoices,
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For yonder breaks a news 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 divine, O 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 the 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, He guardeth us from danger;
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Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!
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Behold you King, before Him lowly bend!
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Fall on your knees! etc.
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O Holy Night
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Charlotte Church |