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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 dark 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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The lamplit streets of Bethlehem |
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We walk now through the night |
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There is no peace in Bethlehem |
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There is no peace in sight |
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The wounds of generations |
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Almost too deep to heal |
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Scar the timeworn miracle |
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And make it seem surreal |
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The baby in the manger |
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Grew to a man one day |
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And still we try to listen now |
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To what he had to say |
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Put up your swords forever |
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Forgive your enemies |
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Love your neighbor as yourself |
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Let your little children come to me |
