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Oh, little town of Bethlehem |
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How still we see thee lie |
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Above thy deep and dreamless |
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Sleep the silent stars go by |
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Yet in they dark streets shineth |
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The everlasting light |
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The hopes and fears of all |
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The years are met in thee tonight |
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For Christ is born of Mary |
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And gathered all above |
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While mortals sleep |
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The angels keep |
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Their watch of wondering love |
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Oh, morning stars together |
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Proclaim the Holy birth |
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And praises sing |
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To God the King |
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And peace to men on Earth |
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How silently, how silently |
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The wondrous gift is given |
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So God imparts to human hearts |
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The blessings of his heaven |
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No ear may hear his coming |
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But in this world of sin |
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Where meek souls |
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Will receive him still |
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The dear Christ enters in |
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Oh, holy child of Bethlehem |
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Descend to us we pray |
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Cast out our sin and enter in |
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Be born in us today |
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We hear the christmas angels |
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The great glad tidings tell |
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O come to us, abide with us |
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Our Lord Emanuel |
