1 O holy night, the stars are brightly shining,
it is the night of the 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 soul rejoices,
for yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!
Fall on your knees! O hear the angel voices!
O night divine! O night when Christ was born!
O night divine! O night, O night divine!

2 Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,
with glowing hearts by his cradle we stand;
so led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
here came the wise men from Orient land.
The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger,
in all our trials born to be our friend;
he knows our need, he guards us from all danger.
Behold your King; before him lowly bend!
Behold your King; before Him lowly bend!

Christ is the Lord! O praise His name forever!
His power and glory evermore proclaim!
His power and glory evermore proclaim!