Away In A Manger

Away in a manger no crib for a bed;
The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head.
The stars in the night sky looked down where He lay;
The little Lord Jesus asleep on 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 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 take us to heaven to live with Thee there.