Away In A Manger

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Away in a manger, No crib for a bed,

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The little Lord Jesus, Lay down his sweet head.

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The stars in the bright sky, Looked down where he lay

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The little Lord Jesus, Asleep on the hay.

The cattle a-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 bedside, 'Til morning is Nigh.

Be near me Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay,

Close by me for ever, And love me I pray.

Bless all the dear children, In thy tender care,

And fit us for heaven, To live with thee there.