O holy night, the stars are brightly shining, it is the night of the dear Saviour's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining, till He appeared and the soul felt its worth. A thrill of hope, our weary world rejoices, for yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. Fall on your knees, lift each of your voices, for light behind the world and Christ at home. O night divine! O night divine! Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise ye, let all within us praise His holy name. Fall on your knees, lift each of your voices, for light behind the world and Christ at home. O night divine!