Away in a manger
no crib for his bed
The little Lord Jesus
lay down his sweet head
The stars in the sky looking
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
my love is nigh
Away in a manger
no crib for his bed
The little Lord Jesus
lay down his sweet head
The stars in the sky looking
down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay