Текст: Grant Amy. Little Town.

Oh 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 life
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight
How silently, how silently
The wond'rous gift is giv'n
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heav'n

We hear the Christmas angels
the great glad tidings tell
Oh, come to us, abide with us
Our Lord Emmanuel
No ear may hear his coming
But in this world of sin
Where meek souls will recieve him still
The dear Christ enters in