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 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 given!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings 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.

O holy Child of Bethlehem,
Descend to us, we pray.
Cast out our sin and enter in
Be born to us today.
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell.
O come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Emmanuel.

Phillips Brooks (1835 - 1903)

Gedanken zum Text

"How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is given!"

Zu Recht ist Weihnachten traditionell ein Fest mit einer tiefen aber nicht lauten Freude. Zu Recht sind viele alte Weihnachtslieder eher sanft und ruhig - wie auch dieses schöne englischsprachige Lied.

Und weil es nicht nur um laut und leise, sondern auch um unsere Haltung geht, heißt es weiter:

"Where meek souls will receive him still, the dear Christ enters in."