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 street 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 Thy 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 sin 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



Publishing: © 2013 Haidaway Music (BMI)
Writer(s): words: Phillips Brooks (1867) / music: Lewis H. Redner (1868)