Away in a Manger
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 bright 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 You, Lord Jesus. Look down from the sky
and stay by my side until morning is nigh.