O Little Town of Bethlehem

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 street Shineth, The everlasting light. The hopes and fears of All the years are met in Thee tonight. 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 Calling, But in this world of Sin, Where meek souls will Receive him still, The dear Christ enters in. Where children pure and Happy, Pray to their blessed Child. Where misery cries out To thee, son of the Mother mild. Where charity stands Watching, And faith holds wide the Door. The dark night wakes, the Glory breaks, and Christmas Comes once More. We hear the Christmas Angels sing, the great glad Tidings tell. Oh come to us, Abide with us, Our Lord Emmanuel.