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