Away In A Manger

1 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.

2 The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,

But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.

I love the, Lord Jesus; look down from the sky,

And stay by my side until morning is nigh.

3 Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay

Close by me for ever, and love me, I pray.

Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,

And fit us for heaven, to live with thee there.