##(Verse 1)
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 t
onight.

##(Verse 2)
For
 Christ is born
 of Mary,
And
 gather'd
 all 
above,
While mortals
 sleep, the
 angels keep
Their
 watch of
 wond'ring
 love.
O morning
 stars t
ogether
Pr
oclaim the holy
 birth
And
 praises sing to
 God the King
And
 peace to
 men on
 earth.