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 looking down where he lay

The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay

The cattle are lowing, the poor 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 til 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

And take us to heaven, to live with Thee there