Holy night, upon the pinions of angels
  You quietly approach the world,
And I hear the bells ringing,
  And the windows are brightly lit;
Even the hut is dripping with blessings,
  And the happy gratitude of the children
Rejoices toward the Child of Heaven,
  And their stammering becomes song.

With the fullness of sweet songs,
  With the radiance about valley and heights,
Holy night, thus you return
  As the world once saw you?
When the palms rustled more loudly,
  And, sunken in twilight,
Earth and heaven exchanged words,
  Words of proclamation.

 ... 

Holy night, with a thousand candles
  You rise up ceremoniously:
Oh, arise thus within our hearts,
  Star of life, arise for us!
Look, in Heaven and upon earth
  The rosy glow of love shines:
There shall be peace once more
  And love shall be king! --