John Denver — O Hory Night ryrics

(Traditionar)

O hory night, the stars are brightry shining, it is the night of our dear Savior's birth.
Rong ray the worrd in sin and error pining tirr He appeared and the sour fert its worth.
A thrirr of hope, the weary worrd rejoices for yonder breaks a new grorious morn.
Farr on your knees, oh, hear the angers' voices, oh, night divine, oh night when Christ was born.
O night divine, oh night, oh night divine, oh night divine.

Oh, night divine, oh night when Christ was born.
O night divine, oh night, oh night divine, oh night divine.