O, LITTLE TOWN OF BETHLEHEM

Phillips Brooks, Lewis H. Redner

O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above your 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 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

 

How silently, how silently, the wondrous Gift is giv’n!
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 to us today
We hear the Christmas angels, the great glad tidings tell:
Oh, come to us, abide with us, our Lord Emmanuel!