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.

Be near me, Lord Jesus: I ask You to stay
Close by me forever and love me, I pray;
Bless all the dear children in Your tender care,
And fit us for heaven to live with You there.