| O holy night, the stars are brightly shining
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| It is the night of our dear Savior’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 new 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, O holy night when Christ was born
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| Humbly He lay, Creator come as creature
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| Born on the floor of a hay-scattered stall
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| True Son of God, yet bearing human feature
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| He entered earth to reverse Adam’s fall
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| In towering grace, He laid aside His glory
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| And in our place, was sacrificed for sin
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| Fall on your knees, O hear the gospel story
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| O night divine, O night when Christ was born
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| O night, O holy night when Christ was born
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| Come then to Him Who lies within the manger
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| With joyful shepherds, proclaim Him as Lord
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| Let not the Promised Son remain a stranger
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| In reverent worship, make Christ your Adored
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| Eternal life is theirs who would receive Him
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| With grace and peace, their lives He will adorn
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| Fall on your knees, receive the Gift of heaven
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| O night divine, O night when Christ was born
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| O night, O holy night when Christ was born |