O Little Town of Bethlehem

Oh, 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 gather all above

While mortals sleep, the angels keep their watch of wondering love

Morning stars together, proclaim the holy birth

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