144 - O Little Town of Bethlehem
1. 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 hope and fears of all the years
are met in Thee tonight.
2. For Christ is born of Mary, and gathered all above.
While mortals sleep the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love.
O morning start together proclaim the Holy birth.
And praises sing to God the King,
And peace to men on earth.
3. How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given.
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessing of His heaven
No ear may hear His coming, but in this world of sin.
Where meek souls will receive Him still,
The dear Christ enters in.