Most Holy Night 

— Renee Adele Phillips with Placide Cappeau

O holy night
Only dark marks the hour;
The stars are brightly shining
Loneliness drapes heavy on my shoulders
It is the night of our dear Savior’s birth.
And I long to shake it, break this silence.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
The only noise is the voices that clamor and hammer
‘Til He appeared, and the soul felt its worth.
at me, accusing, labeling, condemning.
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices.
I shake my head and look up—
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
A star outside my window reminds me
Fall on your knees!
and I drop to my knees.
O hear the angel voices!
I remember the gift of Emmanuel:
O night divine
Jesus with me—light. Peace. Hope.
O night when Christ was born!