- - 0 I¶ITLE TOWN 0F BETIILIIM 0 littie town of Bethlehem, How stili we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The su4ent stars go by; Yet in thy clark streets shineth The everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of ail the years Are met in thee tonight. For Christ is born of Mary; And gathering ail above, While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering love. O morning stars, together Proclaim the holy birth, And praises sing to God the King, And peace to men on earth. How silentIy 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 saule WiIl receive Hlm, stili The dear Christ e'iters in. O HoIy Child of Bethlehem, Descend to us, we pray; Cast out our sin, and enter in; Be born in ustioday. We hear the Chistmas angeis The great glad tidings tell O corne to us, abide with us, 0ur Lord Emmanuel. 1' I J ~~!A8ON:CffIC ....!..2f. . .... ... . . ~15~