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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 Thee, Lord Jesus,
Look down from the sky
And stay by my side u
Until 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.