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 its' worth
A thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks
A new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the angels' voices
O night divine
O night, when christ was born
O night divine
O night, o night divine
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