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Medley: We Need a Little Christmas/It's Beginning to Look a Lot ...
Medley: We Need a Little Christmas/It's Beginning to Look a Lot ... Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Medley: We Need a Little Christmas/It's Beginning to Look a Lot ... By Newell Oler?
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 Away in a manger No crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus Lay down His sweet head The stars in the sky Look down where He lay The little Lord Jesus Asleep on the hay Asleep on the hay 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 |
Who Wrote Medley: We Need a Little Christmas/It's Beginning to Look a Lot ... By Newell Oler?
Lewis H Redner, Phillip Brooks
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What's The Duration Of The Medley: We Need a Little Christmas/It's Beginning to Look a Lot ... By Newell Oler?The duration of Medley: We Need a Little Christmas/It's Beginning to Look a Lot ... is 1:56 minutes and seconds. |
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