[ Featuring The Liberty Voices ]
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.
O Bethlehem, though thou be little
Yet out of thee shall come a king.
O Bethlehem, above thy slumber
The bells of heaven shall ring.
Through darkest night will shine the light
Of heaven's brightest star
Its glorious ray will lead the way
For those who come from afar.
O Bethlehem, though thou be little,
Thou art the birthplace of our King
O morning stars, together
Proclaim the holy birth!
And praises sing to God the King,
And peace to men on earth.
