cantique de noel

Whitney Houston

O 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
'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.

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

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