O Little Town of Bethlehem


    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 hopes 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 wond’ring love.

    O morning stars, 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 giv’n!

    So God imparts to human hearts

    The blessings of his heav’n.

    No ear may hear his coming;

    But in this world of sin,

    Where meek souls will receive him, still

    The dear Christ enters in.

    Text: Phillips Brooks, 1835–1893

    Music: Lewis H. Redner, 1831–1908

    Micah 5:2

    Luke 2:4–16