O, 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.
For Christ
is born of Mary
and gather all above
while mortals
sleep the angels keep
their watch of
wond'ring love!
O, morning
stars together
proclaim the holy
birth!
And praises
sing to God our King
and peace to men on earth!
O, Holy Child of Bethlehem
descend to
us we pray
cast out our sin, and enter in,
be born in us today!
We hear the Christmas Angels,
the
great glad tidings tell
O, come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord
Emanuel!
Words and Music by
Phillips Brooks
and
Lewis H. Redner
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