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 sky looked down where he lay

The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay

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 cradle 'til 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 fit us for heaven to live with Thee there