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What though my joys and comfort die?
The Lord my savior liveth.
What though the darkness gather round?
Songs in the night he giveth.

(My Life Flows On In Endless Song)

In Bethlem Town

In Bethlem town the Christ was born

Author: Leland Bryant Ross (1997)
Published in 1 hymnal

Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1. In Bethlem town the Christ was born.
They laid him down that starlit mor-ee-orn
Amidst the corn, in swaddling gown
Unbleached and worn, with hay his crown.

Too-loo-ree-loo, too-loo-ree-lay,
Too-loo-ree-loo: 'twas Christmas Day.

2. On hills nearby, poor shepherds graze
Their flocks. The sky explodes in prai-ee-aise,
With angels' lays to God on high:
"Fear not, this day salvation's nigh!

Too-loo-ree-loo, too-loo-ree-lirth,
Good will to you, and peace on earth!"

3. The shepherds then of one accord
To Bethlem ran to greet the Lor-ee-ord.
They found him sleeping in a trough,
Convolved in cheap, unwhitened cloth.

Too-loo-ree-laid, too-loo-ree-lotched,
They knelt and prayed as Mary watched.

4. From Persia far, wise Parsees came,
Led by his star, to praise his name-ee-ame.
They brought presents of gold and myrrh
And frankincense--and beaver fur,

Too-loo-ree-lurr, too-loo-ree-lee,
Then went home sur-reptitiously.

5. King Herod had bequestioned them,
With motive bad, about Bethlem-ee-em.
The crafty sages Herod left
In royal rage, of facts bereft--

Too-loo-ree-lilled, too-loo-ree-lents,
So Herod killed the Innocents.

6. God said to Joseph and his wife:
To Egypt go, to save your li-ee-ife.
Thine ancient namesake as a slave
To Egypt came your folk to save.

Too-loo-ree-lask, too-loo-ree-lun,
A sim'lar task awaits your son.

7. Good people all, consider ye,
Whom God hath called to liberty-I-ee--
Consider well the awful cost
The Scriptures tell in children lost;

Too-loo-ree-low, too-loo-ree-laid,
Consider now the ransoms paid.

8. God's peace to you; now merry be,
For 'tis all true, of verity-I-ee.
The baby born, ye know it well,
That holy morn, hath vanquished Hell,

Too-loo-ree-loss, too-loo-ree-lee,
Upon the cross, and we are free!

Source: TTT-Himnaro Cigneta #524

Author: Leland Bryant Ross

American Baptist layman. Amateur hymnologist and polyglot. Translator of many hymns into, and author of a few in, Esperanto, as well as some hymns in English. 13 texts (incl. 3 original) in Adoru, plus two in Espero Katolika's supplement. Edited the largest online Esperanto hymnal, TTT-Himnaro Cigneta, now accessible via the Wayback Machine at archive.org, (https://web.archive.org/web/20091021113553/http://geocities.com/cigneto/pretaj.html) as well as in large part here on Hymnary.org. Lives near Seattle. Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: In Bethlem town the Christ was born
Title: In Bethlem Town
Original Language: English
Author: Leland Bryant Ross (1997)
Language: English


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TTT-Himnaro Cigneta #524

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