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 (repeat)
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