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 Thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,
And
stay by my side till the morning is nigh
3
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
fit for heaven, to live with Thee there.