Misc Traditional - O holy night

^CO holy night! The ^Fstars are brightly ^Cshining, ^CIt is the nig^Ght of our dear ^CSaviour's birth. ^CLong lay the world in ^Fsin and error ^Cpin^C7ing, ^E7'Til He appear'^B7d and the soul^Em felt its worth. ^G7A thrill of hope th^Ce weary world rejoices, ^G7For yonder break^Cs a new and glorious morn. ^AmFall on your ^Emknees! O ^Dmhear the angel ^Amvoices! C G7 C F C G& C O night divine, O night when Christ was born; ^GO night, ^G7O hol^Cy ^Dmnight^C, O nigh^G7t D^Civine!

^CLed by the light o^Ff Faith serenely be^Caming, ^CWith glowing ^Ghearts by His c^Cradle we stand. ^CSo led by light of a s^Ftar sweetly gl^Ceam^C7ing, ^E7Here come the w^B7ise men from O^Emrient land. ^G7The King of Kings l^Cay thus in lowly manger; ^G7In all our trial^Cs born to be our friend. ^AmHe knows our ^Emneed, our^Dm weakness is no^Am stranger, C G7 C F C G& C Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend! ^GBehold yo^G7ur Ki^Cng^Dm, Bef^Core Him ^G7low^Cly bend!

^CTruly He taught us^F to love one anothe^Cr; ^CHis law is lo^Gve and His gosp^Cel is peace. ^CChains shall He break ^Ffor the slave ^Cis ^C7our brother; ^E7And in His name^B7 all oppressio^Emn shall cease. ^G7Sweet hymns of joy ^Cin grateful chorus raise we, ^G7Let all within u^Cs praise His holy name. ^AmChrist is the^Em Lord! O ^Dmpraise His Name^Am forever, C G7 C F C G& C His power and glory evermore proclaim. ^GHis power^G7 and ^Cgl^Dmory e^Cvermore ^G7pro^Cclaim.

^CMinuit, chrtiens, ^Fc'est l'heure solen^Cnelle, ^CO l'Homme Die^Gu descendit jus^Cqu' nous ^CPour effacer la tache ^Foriginelle ^{C C7 E7}Et de Son Pre a^B7rrter le courr^Emoux. ^G7Le monde entier tre^Cssaille d'esprance ^G7En cette nuit qu^Ci lui donne un Sauveur. ^AmPeuple genou^Emx, attend^Dms ta dlivrance.^Am C G7 C F C G& C Nol, Nol, voici le Rdempteur, ^GNol, Nol,^G7 voic^Ci ^Dmle Rd^Cempteur!^{G7 C}

^CDe notre foi que l^Fa lumire ardente ^{C C}Nous guide to^Gus au berceau d^Ce l'Enfant, ^CComme autrefois une to^File brillante ^{C C7 E7}Y conduisit les^B7 chefs de l'Or^Emient. ^G7Le Roi des rois nat^C dans une humble crche: ^G7Puissants du jou^Cr, fiers de votre grandeur, ^AmA votre orgue^Emil, c'est^Dm de l que Dieu ^Amprche. C G7 C F C G& C Courbez vos fronts devant le Rdempteur. ^GCourbez v^G7os fr^Con^Dmts de^Cvant le ^G7Rde^Cmpteur.