O little child of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, your silent stars go by. Yet in thy darkness shineth the everlasting light. The hopes and fears of all thy years are met in thee tonight. How silently, how silently the wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven. No ear may hear his cover, but in this world of sin, where weak souls will receive him, still the deep night's fantasy. O holy child of Jerusalem, descend to us with prayers. Out of Satan's sin condemned are we, reborn in us today. With thee at his cross we lift up, with thee at his side extend. O come to us, O come to us, abide with us on the day of your end. For more information, visit us at www.fema.org
