Oh Holy Night
Oh Holy Night
The rings are brightly glowing
It is the night
Of the dear Dark Lord's birth
Long lay the shire
In green and wisdom growing
Till He appeared
And the soul fell to earth
A thrill of hope
The weary world is joyful
For yonder walks
Frodo and his troop
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the elven voices
Oh night, divine
Oh, oh night, when Strider burped
Oh night, divine
Oh, oh night, when Strider burped