The 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 divine,  O night, O night divine, O holy night In 1847 a small town wine maker/poet in France (Placide Cappeau... Continue Reading →

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