(Phillips Brooks) O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and reamless 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 was 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 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 O come to us, abide in us Our lord , precious Lord, Emmanuel! Precious Lord
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