Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside. Elizabeth von Arnim


Sunday, December 16, 2012

O Little Town of Bethlehem

 O Little Town of Bethlehem

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 hope 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 holey birth;
And praises sing to God, the King, and peace to men on earth.

How silently, how silently the wondrous GIFT is given.
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.

Oh holy Child of Bethlehem, descent on 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.
O come to us, abide with us, our Lord, Emmanuel.

~ Phillips Brooks

A blessed Sunday to you, my friends.
Happyone : )


Kerri Farley said...

One of my favorites!

Terra said...

This is one of my favorite Christmas hymns.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Saw your comment on Optimistic Existentialist's site and had to come by to say hey.

Debbie Jones said...

Love this hymn. Have a peaceful week.

Betsy Banks Adams said...

One of my favorite Christmas Carols, Karen.... Thanks for sharing.

Auntie sezzzzzz... said...

Thank you posting, Dear One.

Unknown said...

One of my favourite carols. :) I was randomly blog-surfing and stumbled over here. This post has put a smile on my face, so thank you. :)