O holy night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear saviours birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining.

Till he appeared and the soul felt it worth
A thrill of hope the weary soul rejoices
For younder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees.

O hear the angles voices
O night divine, o night when Christ was born
O night, O holy night, O night divine
O night divine, O night, O night divine.