Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head, The stars in the sky looked down where He lay, The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay. The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes, The little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes, A laughing Lord Jesus looked down from the sky, And stay by my cradle 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 in Thy tender care, And fit us for heaven to live with Thee there. Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head, The Lord of all creation lay down His sweet head, The Savior of the nation lay down His sweet head.
