Song | O' Little Town Of Bethlehem |
Artist | Frank Sinatra |
Album | The Rat Pack Christmas Album |
Lyrics:Traditional Music:Traditional Arranger:Gordon Jenkins | |
Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie | |
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by | |
Yet in they 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 gathered all above | |
While mortals sleep the angels keep their watch of wondering love | |
Oh morning stars together, proclaim the holy birth. | |
And praises sing to God the king, and peace to men on earth. | |
How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given | |
So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven | |
No ear may hear his coming, but in this world of sin | |
Where meek souls will receive him still, the dear Christ enters in. | |
Oh 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 with us, our lord Emanuel. |
Lyrics: Traditional Music: Traditional Arranger: Gordon Jenkins | |
Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie | |
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by | |
Yet in they 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 gathered all above | |
While mortals sleep the angels keep their watch of wondering love | |
Oh morning stars together, proclaim the holy birth. | |
And praises sing to God the king, and peace to men on earth. | |
How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given | |
So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven | |
No ear may hear his coming, but in this world of sin | |
Where meek souls will receive him still, the dear Christ enters in. | |
Oh 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 with us, our lord Emanuel. |