Away In A Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed

The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head

The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay

The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing, the poor baby wakes

But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes

I love the 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 fit us for heaven to live with the there

(Away in a manger)