(Traditional (lyrics) and Chris Eaton (music)) O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting light The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight How silently, how silently The wondrous gift is given So God imparts to human hearts We hear the Christmas angels The great glad tidings tell O come to us, abide with us Our Lord Immanuel But in this world of sin Where meek souls will receive Him still The dear Christ enters in.