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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 in 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 'til morning is nigh.

Be near me Lord Jesus
I ask thee to stay
Close by me forever
And love my I pray.

Bless all the dear children
In thy tender care
And take them to heaven
To be with thee there.