The night is silent. The night is holy. Everything is calm and bright around that virgin mother and her child. Sleep in heavenly peace, holy infant—so tender and mild.
The night is silent. The night is holy. Shepherds quake at the sight. Glories stream from far off in heaven. Heavenly hosts sing, “Hallelujah!” Christ, the Savior, is born!
The night is silent. The night is holy. Son of God, with redeeming grace’s dawn, the pure, radiant light of love beams from your holy face. At your birth, Lord Jesus!
[Original Text: Joseph Mohr, translated by John F. Young]
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