Oh holy night, The stars are brightly shining. It is the night of the dear Savior's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining, Till he appear
Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is bright Round young Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant, so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep
Oh, holy night, the stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Savior's birth And long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared
You were the dream that survived Lost in the darkness of eternity You were the hope kept alive Embraced by tomorrows that we all could never quite see
Bing Crosby/Guardsmen Quartet/Victor Young Orchestra Written by: Adolphe Adam/John Sullivan Dwight Peaked Billboard position #7 in 1938; #11 in 1941
Oh holy night The stars are brightly shining It is the night Of our dear Savior's birth Long lay the world In sin and error pining 'Til He appears and
Oh holy night! the stars are brightly shining it is the night of the dear Savior's birth! long lay the world in sin and error prining till he appear'd
O holy night! The stars are brightly shining, It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining. Till He appeared
Oh, holy night The stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Savior's birth Oh yes, it is now Long lay the world In sin and error pining
Oh Holy Night The stars are brightly shining It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining 'Til He appeared
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining It is the night of the dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and
Words by chappeau de roquemaure Translated by john s. dwight Oh holy night! The stars are brightly shining It is the night of the dear savior's birth
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining; It is the night of the dear Savior's birth! Long lay the world in sin and error pining, Till He appeared
Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and
Oh holy night the stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Savior's birth, oh yeah Now long lay the world in sin and error pining Till he
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining; It is the night of our dear Savior's birth! Long lay the world in sin and error pining, Till He appeared
Late in the night When the feeling isn't right Holy night
Shame on the night For places I've been and what I've seen For giving me the strangest dreams But you never let me know just what they mean And oh, such
