Away in a Manger
Away in a manger,No crib for His bedThe little Lord JesusLaid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright skyLooked down where He layThe little Lord JesusAsleep on the hay
The cattle are lowingThe poor Baby wakesBut little Lord JesusNo crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord JesusLook down from the skyAnd stay by my side,'Til morning is nigh.
Be near me, Lord Jesus,I ask Thee to stayClose by me foreverAnd love me I pray
Bless all the dear childrenIn Thy tender careAnd take us to heavenTo live with Thee there