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O little town of |
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Bethlehem |
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How still we see thee lie |
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Above thy deep and dreamless sleep |
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The silent stars go by |
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Yet in thy dark streets shineth |
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The everlasting |
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Light The hopes and fears of all the years |
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Are met in thee tonight |
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For Christ is born of |
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Mary And gathered all above |
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While mortals sleep, the angels keep |
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Their watch of wondering love |
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O morning stars, together |
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Proclaim the holy birth |
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And praises sing to |
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God the King |
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And peace to all 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 will receive him, still |
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The dear Christ enters in |
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O holy Child of |
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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 |
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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 Emmanuel |
