(A. Charles)
Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear saviour's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till He appeared and the spirit felt His worth
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder beams a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
Oh, night divine! The night when Christ was born!
Oh, night, oh holy night, oh night divine
Truly he taught us to love one another
His law is love and His gospel is peace
Chains shall he break for the slave is our brother
And in his name all oppression shall cease
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we
With all our hearts we praise his holy name
Christ is the Lord! Then ever, we praise Him
His power and glory evermore proclaim
His power and glory evermore proclaim
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