Away In A Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for His bed,
 The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head.
 The stars in the Heavens
 Look down where He lay
 The little Lord Jesus
 Asleep in the hay.
 The cattle are lowing, the poor baby wakes,
 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
 Away in a manger
 No crib for His bed
 The little Lord Jesus
 Lay down His sweet head
 The stars in the Heavens
 Look down where he lay
 The little Lord Jesus
 Asleep in the hay