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 wond'ring love
of morning stars together
Proclaim the holy birth
And praises sing to God,
The King, and peace
To men on earth
How silently, how silently,
The wondrous gift is given
So God imparts to human
Hearts the blessings
of his heaven
No ear may hear His coming
But in this world ofsin
Where meek souls
Will receive Him, still,
The dear Christ
Enters in