O Little Town of Bethlehem
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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.
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For in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting Light;
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight.
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In yonder lowly stable
The Prince of Peace is born,
With virgin Mary at His side,
On Christmas morning morn.
He comes to make His dwelling
A place of peace and light;
To reign in every heart and life,
With joy and holy might.
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He comes to make His dwelling
A place of peace and light;
To reign in every heart and life,
With joy and holy might.
O little town of Bethlehem,
Thy streets we gladly tread,
With cheerful song we come to bring
Good news to all the dead.
Thou art the hope of all the earth,
The joy of all the skies;
Thou art the Everlasting Light,
Thou art the Lamb of God.
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Thou art the hope of all the earth,
The joy of all the skies;
Thou art the Everlasting Light,
Thou art the Lamb of God.
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