Away In A Manger

Away in a manger,

No crib for a bed,

The little Lord Jesus

Laid down His sweet head;

The stars in the sky

Looked down where He lay,

The little Lord Jesus,

Asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing,

The Baby awakes,

But little Lord Jesus,

No crying He makes;

I love Thee, Lord Jesus!

Look down from the sky,

And stay by my cradle,

Till morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus,

I ask Thee to stay

Close by me forever,

And love me, I pray;

Bless all the dear children

In Thy tender care,

And take us to heaven,

To live with Thee there.

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