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O Little Town of Bethlehem (192)
O Little Town of Bethlehem (192)
O
D
little town of
G
Bethlehem, how
D
still we
A
see thee
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lie!
A
D
bove
D/C
thy
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deep and
Em
dreamless sleep, the
D/A
silent
A
stars go
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by.
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Yet in thy
A/C#
dark
Bm
streets
F#
shineth the
Bm
everlas
Em/G
ting
F#
Light;
The
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hopes and fears of
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all the years are
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met in
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thee
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tonight.
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For Christ is
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born of
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Ma- ry, and
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gathered all
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above,
W
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hile
D/C
mortals
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sleep, the
Em
angels keep their
D/A
watch of
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wond’ring
D
love.
D
O morning s
A/C#
tars,
Bm
toge
F#
ther
pro
Bm
claim the
Em/G
holy
b
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irth,
And
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praises sing to
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God the King, and
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peace to
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men on
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earth.
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How silently, how
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silently the
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wondrous
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Gift is
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giv’n!
S
D
o
God
D/C
impar
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ts to
Em
human hearts the
D/A
blessings
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of His
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Heav’n.
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No ear may
A/C#
hear
H
Bm
is
c
F#
oming, but i
Bm
n this w
Em/G
orld of s
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in,
Where
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meek souls will re
G
ceive Him still, the
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dear Christ
A
enters
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in.
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O holy Child of
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Bethlehem,
des
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cend to
A
us, we
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pray;
C
D
ast
o
D/C
ut our
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sin and
Em
enter in, be
D/A
born in
A
us
to
D
day.
D
We hear the
A/C#
Christ
Bm
mas
F#
angels the
Bm
great
Em/G
glad tidings
F#
tell;
O
D
come to us, a
G
bide with us, our
D
Lord
Em
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manue
D
l.