O little town of Bethlehem

O little town of Bethlehem

How still we see thee lie

Above they deep and dreamless sleep

The silent stars go by

Yet in thy dark streets shineth

The ever lasting 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.

O, morning stars, together

Proclaim the holy birth,

And praises sing to God the King

And peace to men on earth.

 

How silently, how silently,

The wondrous gift is given!

So God imparts to human hearts

The blessings of his heaven.

No ear may hear his coming;

But in this world of sin,

Where meek souls will receive him, still

The dear Christ enters in.

 

O holy Child of Bethlehem,

Descend to us, we pray;

Cast out our sins, 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 Emmanuel.