Away In a Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for His 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 hayThe 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 cradle 'til morning is nigh