
O little town of Bethlehem, 2008New words by Karl Dallas to a well-known carol, inspired by a visit to Bethlehem in November, 2008
O little town of Bethlehem, Beloved of us all But all your steep and winding streets Surrounded by a Wall. The Star of David in the sky Shone over you that night; Today it stands for stolen lands And might become the right.
Where Christ was born of Mary, The gunships fly above, Their rockets' fire and razor wire Deny the God of Love. And yet the songs of angels still Proclaim the holy birth! And praises sing to God the King, And peace to all on earth.
How wondrously, how wondrously, The people on your streets, Though tanks and guns shoot down your sons, No power on earth defeats. When good and evil do contend The Word of love must win: Where people will receive Him, still The dear Christ enters in.
O holy Child of Bethlehem Come down from heaven sent: The sword again of Herod's men Would slay the innocent; But still the Christmas angels The peaceful tidings tell; You've come to us, abide with us, Our Lord Immanuel.
Philip Brooks, a priest, visited
the town of Bethlehem in 1865. |
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