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, together

Proclaim the holy birth

And praises sing to God, the King,
And peace to men on earth.

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:

Oh, come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Emmanuel!