It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining. Till He appeared and the Spirit felt its worth. A thrill of hope the weary world reoi!es, "or yonder brea#s a new and glorious $orn. "all on your #nees! Oh, hear the angel voi!es! O night divine, the night when %hrist was born& O night, O holy night, O night divine! O night, O holy night, O night divine! Led by the light of faith serenely bea$ing, 'ith glowing hearts by His !radle we stand. O'er the world a star is sweetly glea$ing, (ow !o$e the wise$en fro$ out of the Orient land. The )ing of #ings lay thus lowly $anger& In all our trials born to be our friends. He #nows our need, our wea#ness is no stranger, *ehold your )ing! *efore hi$ lowly bend! *ehold your )ing! *efore hi$ lowly bend! Truly He taught us to love one another, His law is love and His gospel is pea!e. %hains he shall brea#, for the slave is our brother. And in his na$e all oppression shall !ease. Sweet hy$ns of oy in grateful !horus raise we, 'ith all our hearts we praise His holy na$e. %hrist is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we, His power and glory ever $ore pro!lai$! His power and glory ever $ore pro!lai$!