O Little Town of Bethlehem
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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.
For Christ is born of Mary,
And gathered all 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 silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is giv'n;
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessing 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.
Om teksten
Tekst: Phillips Brooks (død 1893). Vernetiden er ute. Teksten er gjengitt etter denne kilden.
Historien bak sangen
Grundtvig og julesalmene – N.F.S. Grundtvig skrev flere av de julesalmene nordmenn synger mest. Her er mannen og salmene hans.
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