Away in a Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed

The little Lord Jesus

Lay down His sweet head



The stars in the sky

Look down where He lay

The little Lord Jesus

Asleep on the hay



The cattle are lowing

The poor baby wakes

But little Lord Jesus

No crying He makes



I love thee, Lord Jesus

Look down from the sky

And stay by my cradle

Till morning is nigh