The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Saviour's 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
O hear the angels' voices
O night, when Christ was born
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
O hear the angels' voices
O night, when Christ was born