Away In A Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,

The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweetnhead; the stars in the sky looked downnwhere he lay, the little Lord Jesus, asleepnon the hay.

The cattle are lowing; the baby awakes,nbut little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes.

I love thee, Lord Jesus; look downnfrom the sky and stay by my credle tillnmorning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus; I ask thee tonstay close by me forever, and love me,

I pray. Bless all the dear children in thyntender care, and ft us for heaven to livenwith thee there.