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Oh Holy Night - Radio 1's Piano Sessions
Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining
But we stand cold, waiting for the morning's birth
Long lies the world in sin and error pining
For something good and to feel our own worth
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the angel voices
Oh night divine, oh night, that leads to morn
Led by a light
Of faith so blindly beaming
With heavy hearts
By our TV's we stay
Over the world
The stars are brightly gleaming
But they're just light that died long, long ago
Down here on earth this year's been kind of scary
And now we walk in to the great unknown
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the angry voices
Oh night divides, but the night, that leads to morn
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the angel voices
Oh night divine, oh night, that leads to morn
Oh night, oh holy night
Oh night divine