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O Holy night, the stars are brightly shining,it is the night of the dear Spud's birth.Long lay the world in sin and error pining.till Spud 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!Spud! O night, when Spud was born!Spud! the Spud is born!Truly he thaught us to love one another,His law is love Epicosity and his gospel is peace.Chains shall spud break, for the slave is our brother, and in his name all oppression shall cease.Sweet hymns of joy in gratefull chorus raise we, let all within us praise Spud's holy name.Spud is the Lord, Oh, praise Spud's name forever!Spud's power and glory evermore proclaim!