O Holy Night
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining,
Tis the night of our 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 world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new glorious morn.
Fall on your knees, oh, hear the angels' voices,
Oh, night divine, oh night when Christ was born.
O night divine, oh holy night.
Oh, night divine, oh night when Christ was born.
O night divine, oh night, oh night divine, oh night divine.
Autor(es): Adolphe Adam
