O LITTLE TOWN OF BETHLEHEM

    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 gathered all above    While mortals sleep, the angels keep    Their watch of wondering love    O morning stars

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