O Holy Night

Adolphe Adam — John Sullivan Dwight

O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is 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 and gloridus morn!

Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices!
O night divine! O night when Christ was bord!
O night divine! O night, O night divine!