In a town called Bethlehem

IN A TOWN CALLED BETHLEHEM

In a little town called Bethlehem, long ago and far away,

In a cattle stall a newborn king lay sleeping on the hay.

And the angels sang and the shepherds came

Came to worship Him

In a town called Bethlehem, in a town called Bethlehem.

There was no room in the crowded inn on that first Christmas night

For the prince of Peace, God’s gift of love

Who came to bring us light.

And the angels sang and the shepherds came

Came to worship Him

In a town called Bethlehem, in a town called Bethlehem.

Oh the glory of the story that the shepherds tell

Hallelujah! God is with us, Our Emmanuel.

And the angels sang and the shepherds came

Came to worship Him

In a town called Bethlehem, in a town called Bethlehem. (repeat last line at end).