Words and Music by Paul Wright III and Lisa Shipman; Arrangement by Carol Cymbala
(Übersetzung)

It was no ordinary night,
For lying in a lowly manger
Was the holy Jesus Child.
Tenderly, He laid so meek and mild.
The heavens and the earth were filled with praise,
For ev'rywhere it was a holy night.

Oh, holy night, Oh, holy night,
Oh, holy night, it was a holy night.
Oh, holy night, Oh, holy night,
Oh, holy night, it was a holy night.

It was no ordinary night,
As all creation stood
In wonder o'er the glory of this Child;
Filled with hope and mercy, filled with light;
Born to die to take our sins away,
And everywhere it was a holy night.
I can almost hear the angels sing.

Oh, holy night, Oh, holy night,
Oh, holy night, it was a holy night.
Oh, holy night, Oh, holy night,
Oh, holy night, it was a holy night.
Oh, holy night, Oh, holy night,
Oh, holy night, it was a holy night.
Oh, holy night, Oh, holy night,
Oh, holy night.

So, hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn king!"
Glory, glory! Ah!
Ev'rywhere it was a holy night!

Oh, holy night, Oh, holy night,
Oh, holy night, it was a holy night.
Oh, holy night, Oh, holy night,
Oh, holy night.

So, hark! the herald angels sing,
ev'rywhere it was a holy night!
Ooo.