| Song | O Little Town of Bethlehem |
| Artist | Frank Sinatra |
| Artist | Ken Lane Singers |
| Album | Christmas Songs by Sinatra |
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| 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. |
| 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. |