(Traditional (lyrics) and Chris Eaton (music))

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

How silently, how silently

The wondrous gift is given
So God imparts to human hearts
We hear the Christmas angels

The great glad tidings tell
O come to us, abide with us
Our Lord Immanuel But in this world of sin

Where meek souls will receive Him still
The dear Christ enters in.