Here come the wise men from Orient Land
Fall on your knees
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
The King of kings lay thus lowly manger
O night, o night divine
'Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth
O night when Christ was born, o night divine
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand
O hear the angel voices, o night divine
O hear the angel voices, o night divine
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Led by the light of faith serenely beaming
In all our trials born to be our friends
O night when Christ was born, o night divine
O'er the world a star is sweetly gleaming