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 bright 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 You, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky

And stay by my side until morning is nigh.




Be near me, Lord Jesus: I ask You to stay

Close by me forever and love me, I pray;

Bless all the dear children in Your tender care,

And fit us for heaven to live with You there