(J.S. Dwight & A.C. Adam 19th Century)
O holy night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear
Saviors 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
world 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!
