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O holy night!
The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of our dear saviour'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 soul rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious mom;
Fall on your knees,
Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine,
O night, when Christ was born!
O night, O holy night,
O night divine!
Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand;
So led by light of a start sweetly gleaming,
Here came the wise men from Orient land,
The Kings of kings lay thus in lowly manger,
In all our trials born to be our friend;
he knows our need,
To our weakness is no stranger,
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!,
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!,
Truly He taught to love one another;
His law is love, and His gospel is peace;
Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brohter,
And in His name all oppression shall cease,
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name;
Christ is the Lord, Oh, praise His name forever!
His pow'r and glory ever more proclaim
His pow'r and glory ever more proclaim.
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