| 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 Look down where he lay The little Lord Jesus asllep on the hay The cattle are lowing Poor baby awakes The little Lord Jesus No crying he makes I love the Lord Jesus Look down from the sky And stay by my craddle 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 From thy tender care And take us to heaven To live with thee there. |