| O little town of Bethlehem how still we see Thee lie
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| Above Thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by
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| Yet in Thy dark street shineth the everlasting light
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| The hopes and fears of all the years are met in Thee tonight
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| For Christ is born of merry and gathered all above
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| While mortal sleepy angels keep their watch of wondering love
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| All morning stars together proclaim the holy birth
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| And praises sing to God the king and peace to men on earth
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| (How silently how silently the wonderous gift is giv’n
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| So God imparts to human hearts the blessings oh his heav’n)
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| We hear the Christmas angels the great glad tidings tell
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| Oh come to us abide with us our Lord Emmanuel |