Adolphe Adam
O Holy Night
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear saviors birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
'Til 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, o hear the angel voices
O night divine, o night when Christ was born

Fall on your knees, o hear the angel voices
O night divine, o night when Christ was born