Original Text
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.
O morning stars together
proclaim the holy birth,
and praises sing to God our king
and peace to all on earth,
for Christ is born of Mary;
And gathered all above,
while mortals sleep the angels keep
their watch of wond’ring love.
O Holy Child of Bethlehem,
descend to us we pray;
cast out all 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 Emmanuel.
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