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by airhead » Thu Dec 13, 2007 4:16 pm
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 the soul felt it's worth
A thrill of hope, the weart world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine
O night when Christ was born
O night, O holy night
O night divine
Led by the light of faith serenely beaming
With glowing hearts by his cradle we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here came the wisemen from Orient Land
The king of kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our trials, born to be our friend
He knows our need
To our weakness is no stranger
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend
Behold, your King, before him lowly bend
Truly He taught us to love one another
His law is love, and His gospel is peace
Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother
And in his name, all oppression shall cease
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we
Let all within us praise His holy name
Christ is the Lord, then ever ever praise we
His power and glory ever more proclaim
His power and glory ever more proclaim
Long years ago, on a deep winter night
High in the heav'ns
A star shown bright
While in mager, a we baby laid
Sweetly asleep on a bed of hay
Jesus the Lord was that bay so small
Laid down to sleep in a humble stall
Then came the star, and it stood over head
Shedding it's light 'round his little bed
Dear Baby Jesus, how tiny Thou art
I'll make a place for thee in my heart
And when the stars in the heavens I see
Ever and always I'll think of Thee
And when the stars in the heavens I see
Ever and always I'll think of Thee
I wonder as I wander out under the sky
How Jesus, the Savior, did come forth to die
For poor onery people like you and I
I wonder as I wonder out under the sky
When Mary birthed Jesus, 'twas in a cow's stall
With wisemsen and farmers and shepherds and all
Bur high from God's heaven, a star's light did fall
And the promise of ages, it then did recall
If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing
A star or a bird or a moon on the wing
He surely could have had it, for he was the King
I wonder as I wonder out under the sky
How Jesus, the Savoir did come forth to die
I wonder as I wonder out under the sky
