Oh little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in they dark streets shineth,
The everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight.
For Christ is born of Mary,
And gathered all above
While mortals sleep the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love
Oh, morning stars together,
Proclaim Thy holy birth.
And praises sing to God the king,
And peace to men on earth.
Oh little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in they dark streets shineth,
The everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight.
The hopes and fears of all the years
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