O come, O come, Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel, That mourns in lonely exile here, until the Son of God appear.

Shepherd, why this jubilee? -- Come to Bethlehem and see Him Whose birth the angels sing; Come, adore on bended knee Christ the Lord, the newborn King

Long lay the world in sin and error pining; Till he appear’d and the soul felt its worth.

Silent night, holy night! Shepherds quake at the sight. Glories stream from heaven afar Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia, Christ the Saviour is born! Christ the Saviour is born.

Whispers of a coming king; No ear had heard, no eye had seen; Through years and years of silent nights; The stars broke forth in brilliant light.