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O little town of 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 light; |
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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 Mary, |
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And gather'd all above |
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While mortals sleep, the angels keep |
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Their watch of wond'ring 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 God the King |
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And peace to men on earth. |
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