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 bright sky
Look down where he lay,
The little Lord Jesus
A - sleep 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 cradle,
Till morning is nigh.