Woorden: Diana Ross. A Very Special Season. O Holy Night.

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 the soul felt it's 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's voices
Oh night divine, oh night, oh night
Oh night, oh night divine

A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn

Fall on your knees
Oh, hear the angel's voices, oh night divine
Oh, night when Christ was born
Oh night, oh night, oh night, oh night divine