Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie.
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by.
Yet in thy dark streets shineth, the everlasting light.
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.
Oh morning stars together, proclaim thy holy birth.
And praises sing to God the king, and peace to men on earth.
For Christ is born of Mary, and gathered all above.
While mortals sleep the angels keep their watch of wondering love.
O holy Child of Bethlehem descend to us, we pray.
Cast out our sin and enter in be born to us today
We hear the Christmas angels the great glad tidings tell
O come to us, abide with us Our Lord Emmanuel.

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