O Little town of Bethlehem who once saw such wonders
The night sky lit with a chorus of heavenly voices
That created chaos in the hearts of simple men
Whose lives until this moment, had been mundane.
O Little town of Bethlehem, today you lie in shock
Nothing is mundane, and heavenly voices cease to be heard.
Your voice of peace goodwill, muted by the cries in Ramah
We are reminded of your need to come, by being challenged
By the place in which you entered in, to redeem mankind.
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