Away in a manger, no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head The stars in the sky looked down where he lay The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing, the poor baby wakes The little Lord Jesus no crying he makes I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky And stay by my cradle 'til morning is night
Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay 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.
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head The stars in the heaven looked down where he lay The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay