|
Connie Talbot - Oh Little Town of Bethlehem |
|
Oh little town of Bethlehem |
|
How still we see thee lie |
|
Above the deep and dreamless sleep |
|
The slient starts go by |
|
Yet in they dark streets shineth |
|
The everlasting light |
|
The hopes and frears 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 peach to men on Earth |
|
How sliently, how sliently |
|
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 |
|
Oh come to us, abide with us |
|
Our Lord Emanuel |
