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O holy night, the stars are brightly shining,
 It is the night of the dear Saviour’s birth;
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
’Till he appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn;
Fall on your knees, Oh hear the angel voices!
O night divine! O night when Christ was born.
O night, O holy night, O night divine.

So I came across this song today…and yes, though it is a “Christmas” song…i needed to hear its words… tonight may not be the actual night of my Savior’s birth, but oh it is a holy night nonetheless! Each minute that passes, that He allows me to breathe, to take in His wonder, to enjoy my family, to revel in His presence, to watch my children grow in their understanding of Him, to praise Him, to weep and to mourn…all holy moments. All divine moments. A thrill of hope and this weary soul rejoices! For His mercies meet me each day! Yes, when I fall on my knees, the voice I hear is His! O night divine! O holy Night! Here is my Redeemer!